| Well the sun won’t ever shine
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| Not like it used to do And there will be moonlight in the sky
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| Won’t mean a thing to you
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| Friends and relations say you’ve changed
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| They say that it’s written in your face
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| Better get used to living like this
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| Now that you’ve fallen from grace
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| And you will walk across the floor
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| As the night becomes day
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| There will be trouble coming down
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| Sent round to test your faith
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| Then when the friends you used to wait for
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| Stop coming around to your place
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| You better get strong somehow
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| Now that you’ve fallen from grace
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| Better get used to the sorrow
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| Better get used to the pain
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| Don’t even worry about tomorrow
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| You know it’s only today all over again
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| (repeat)
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| Never mind the paper and the pen
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| They can’t help you anymore
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| Forget about the music
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| That used to lift up your soul
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| And when the lover
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| That you lean on Turns round and shows you a stranger’s face
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| Better get used to living like this
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| Now that you’ve fallen from grace
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| Better get used to living like this
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| Now that you’ve fallen from grace |