| Leaving all the world to play
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| They disappear
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| And the leaves have gathered dust to run like deer
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| Tearing pieces from our lives to feed the dawn
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| Mist surrounds the seagulls
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| Christened by the storm
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| Music, all I hear is music … guaranteed to please
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| And I look for something else
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| Rain drops pouring down the rooftops
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| Flowing in the drains
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| As the people run their lives
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| And their lives are run by time
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| Fighting enemies with weapons made to kill
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| Death is easy as a substitute for pride
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| Victors join together, happy in their bed
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| Leaving cold outside the children of the dead
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| Music, all I hear is music … guaranteed to please
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| And I look for something else
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| Rain drops pouring down the rooftops
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| Flowing in the drains
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| As the people run their lives
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| And their lives are run by time
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| Music, all I hear is music … guaranteed to please
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| And I look for something else
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| Rain drops pouring down the rooftops
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| Flowing in the drains
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| As the people run their lives |