| One man standing on the plains of Abraham
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| Watching the damaged sunrise
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| One man standing near the edge of a quiet breakdown
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| I watch the sea, it helps to anchor me
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| I watch the sea, it helps to anchor me
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| Once you start hiding you keep on hiding
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| 'Til your paranoia calms down
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| Once you start watching you keep on watching
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| 'Til you’re tied up and you’re spell-bound!
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| Just between the ice ages anyway
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| I want to talk, but I haven’t got too much to say
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| I don’t mean to be so nihilistic
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| Forgive me if I seem to be too realistic
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| Once you start running you keep on running
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| 'Til your muscles start to break down
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| Once you start falling you keep on falling
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| 'Til you hit the cold cold ground
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| I watch TV, what do you want from me?
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| I watch TV, what do you want from me?
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| Just between the ice ages anyway
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| I want to talk, I haven’t got enough to say
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| I don’t mean to be so nihilistic
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| Forgive me if I seem to be too realistic
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| Once you start hiding you keep on hiding
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| 'Til you feel you’re safe and sound
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| Once you start watching you keep on watching
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| 'Til you’re tied up and you’re spell-bound!
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| I watch the sea, it helps to anchor me
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| I watch the sea, I saw it on TV |