| And I’ve been with the vultures and the zeroes
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| High flying captain nemos
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| And I say, what are you doing today, toasting the skyline, or the ninth wave
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| What you believe has no light, and it’s your fault
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| Surfing past them, someone tell me when to stop
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| One or the other, see who’s coming out on top
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| My eyes have seen your glory fade away
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| You try real hard to snatch you up a couple of miracles
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| And I’ll come home, be a better man, if you promise not to follow
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| And now, before it has begun, wherever you are from, you can go but you can’t
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| come
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| And what you believe has no light, and it’s your fault
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| Surfing past them, someone tell me when to stop, one or the other
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| See who’s coming out on top, my eyes have seen your glory fade away
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| You try real hard to snatch you up a couple of miracles
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| And what you believe has no light
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| Surfing past them, someone tell me when to stop, one or the other
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| See who’s coming out on top, my eyes have seen your glory fade away
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| You try real hard to snatch you up a couple of miracles |