| I’m after the races, running by, losing time
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| If change is faceless, affection is priceless, keep in mind
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| Here I go again, chasing tides, with bones of glass
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| Losing control with hands that don’t help, who wants to pass?
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| Yeah, I’m chasing, chasing, chasing tides
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| Moving, moving, slow as ice
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| Chasing, chasing, chasing tides
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| Moving, moving slow as ice
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| Scared it will rise is lying, I’m bound to hold you close
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| If change is tireless, I’m off to fight, need the most
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| Here I go again, feathers of wax, into the Sun
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| I’m out to sea, who’s at the helm, who wants to come?
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| Yeah, I’m chasing, chasing, chasing tides
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| Moving, moving, slow as ice
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| Chasing, chasing, chasing tides
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| Moving, moving slow as ice
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| Slow as ice |