| Forget philosophy
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| Let’s be the stars in a book no one will ever read
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| With spaces too small and a plot too big
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| To understand how we fit in, where we might land
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| Time lives inside a burning house
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| Oh, let’s be anonymous
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| Oh, we can hide, hide, hide, hide away
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| From the worry, from the world
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| Let’s go underground
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| Don’t make a move, don’t make a sound
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| We can hide, hide, hide, hide away
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| The borders of everything that I have ever seen
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| They’re blurring together, They’re tilting a ladder toward the past
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| Where the bad luck and the bad dreams can’t last
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| When you put them all behind you I hope this song will remind you
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| Of a certain place and a certain time and a certain frame of your mind
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| When your heart was made of second chances
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| Don’t confuse a memory of who you were with what you’ll be
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| You will get out on your own
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| You will forget the numbers that dial you home
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| Oh, let’s be anonymous
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| Oh, we can hide, hide, hide, hide away
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| From the worry, from the world
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| Let’s go underground
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| Don’t make a move, don’t make a sound
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| We can hide, hide, hide, hide away
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| No one needs to know our
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| No one needs to know our
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| No one needs to know our name |