| The world is our carpet now
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| The world is our dancefloor now
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| Remind me how to dance again
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| The world is our carpet now
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| The world is just waiting now
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| No staring out windows now
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| Our train stopped moving hours ago
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| We’re here, we’re here, we’re here
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| Yes we’re here
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| Free to run and cry
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| Obliged to try
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| And nothing here’s worth winning without a fight
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| When I can’t move
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| I’ll enjoy the still for a while
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| And lose myself in waves
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| And mountains and the sky
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| And I’m back here quick as lightning
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| 'Cause we are just seconds
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| Seconds in a day
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| It’s a dancefloor now
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| No staring out windows now
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| Our train stopped moving
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| Hours ago
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| We’re here, we’re here, we’re here
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| What do I do?
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| Free, free to run and cry
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| Obliged to try
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| And nothing is worth winning without a fight
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| Oh yes we’re here
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| Free to go insane
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| Joy and pain are fighting in the corridors inside
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| When I can’t move
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| I’ll savour the pause for a while
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| And lose myself in waves
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| And mountains and the sky
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| And I’m back here quick as lightning
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| 'Cause we are just seconds
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| Seconds in a day |