| Grey streets and streets of grey
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| Patrolled by knights from the invading day
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| Closing eyelids stutter and tumble and turn away
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| Makeshift memories they collide for another stay
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| I was attracted to you because the forces were so blind
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| And you were attracted to me
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| Because my face smiled down from a wall
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| And you said I looked kind
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| Well hello it’s me again
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| I just called 'round to see my friend
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| 'Cause when I’m talking to you can’t you see that the world’s aglow
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| You’re so semi-precious about life and you won’t let your feelings show
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| I was a photograph
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| I was a picture on display
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| You were so negative because once I owned the world
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| But I gave it away
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| I am here and you are there
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| We are near so why should we care
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| You almost wish you werw dying it would be an excuse to really live
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| I sometimes wonder why 'cause you’ve got nothing left to give
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| And I was attracted to you
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| Because the forces were so blind
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| And you were attracted to me
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| Because my face smiled down from a wall
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| And you said I looked kind. |