| The time we spend on living lives
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| Working day breakfast goodbyes
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| It isn’t really you or me
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| Living these lives eternally
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| The man that’s on my business card
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| A woman trying all to hard
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| To find something that she can feel
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| Well none of them are really real
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| Alive and wild and frightening
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| Just like a shooting star
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| Is how I really see you
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| When you’ve turned on all your charm
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| The little things we talk about
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| When you’re in my arms and the lights are out
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| Your voice a current in the air
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| I feel it charge the atmosphere
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| You say it’s getting harder
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| You say it’s getting cold
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| With everything and nothing
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| The universe grows old
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| Tonight we’re going to take a ride
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| And park the car by the seaside
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| And sit there on the beach and watch the tide
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| We can say the things we need to say
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| Beneath clouds of electric gray
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| And no-one's allowed to say they have to go
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| Let’s go back in time
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| When you knew me
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| Live it through me
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| Ease your mind
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| Tonight we’re going to take a ride
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| And park the car by the seaside
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| And sit there on the beach and watch the tide
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| We can say the things we need to say
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| Beneath clouds of electric gray
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| And no-one's allowed to say they have to go
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| Ease your mind… |