| The only smile to ever stop my breath
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| We call that shine of the night
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| It was sergeant love on Basra highway
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| I saw a lion in his face
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| watched everything
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| Wasted everything, that he is breathing and living
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| He dream another dream
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| Back out in the field, she barely died
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| You and me, we waiting on the shadow love
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| Call the dead town, just how many deaths
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| Fathers in the water and children in the sun
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| Questions of infinity, inching sand
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| Shine of the night to call
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| watched everything
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| Wasted everything, that he is breathing and living
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| He be dreaming another dream
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| Back out in the field, she barely died
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| A month’s in time, I find myself, me and you
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| You just moved into the sand
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| I’m waking up early, screaming to the sheets
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| When nostalgia won’t leave |