| He sees the flames in her tears
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| Sketching on her skin and he knows
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| That it’s come to an end
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| And it’s no point pretending it’s not
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| And it’s a long way down, a long way down from here
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| And it’s a long way down, a long way down from here
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| So she smashes the glass
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| And there’s blood on her hands and her skirt
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| There’s the wind and a sun,
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| a fresh air in her lungs once again
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| And it’s a long way down, a long way down from here
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| And it’s a long way down, a long way down from here
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| So he closes his eyes
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| And thinks 'Maybe I’ll be surprised if I do
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| I just might fall into another realm
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| And make another home there with you'
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| And it’s a long way down, a long way down from here
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| And it’s a long way down, a long way down from here
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| It’s best not to think about it
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| Just put your arms around me
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| It’s best not to think about it
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| Just put your arms around me
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| It’s best not to think about it
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| Just put your arms around me, oh |