| I’ve been lost so long
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| I can barely see
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| Clawing halfway home
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| Hit the edge of Kansas City
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| One small swansong in my head across the ground
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| I was the chimes moving on through the wind
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| But every word was empty sound
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| Close your eyes, baby sleep
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| Float across the gentle sea
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| Every dream turning grey
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| Holds the promises of rain coming
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| I smelled the wind and it turned me back like a staggering blow
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| We came to the edge and I shut my eyes
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| I could tell you what we found there
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| But nobody really wants to know
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| Close your eyes, baby sleep
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| Float across the gentle sea
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| Every dream turning grey
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| Holds the promises of rain coming
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| Close your eyes, baby sleep
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| Float across the gentle sea
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| Every dream turning grey
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| Holds the promises of rain coming
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| Please just take us home
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| There’s nothing left to stand on here anymore
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| Close your eyes, baby sleep
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| Float across the gentle sea
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| Close your eyes, baby sleep
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| Float across the gentle sea
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| Every cloud turning grey
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| Holds the promises of rain coming
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| Rain’s coming (x13)
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| Close your eyes, baby sleep
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| Float across the gentle sea
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| Every cloud turning grey
|
| Holds the promises of rain coming
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| Close your eyes, baby sleep
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| Float across the gentle sea
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| Every cloud turning grey
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| Holds the promises of rain coming
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| Rain’s coming (x6) |