| We had all been to heaven
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| But no one really died
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| We just went and shut the crazy world outside
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| So we ran in the darkness
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| 'Til the morning light arrived
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| And we felt ourselves so lucky to be alive
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| The sirens called us out on the street
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| The cold wind knocked us down to our knees
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| All the good times were stolen
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| On the streets just a soulin', soulin'
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| Like a stone, we were rollin'
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| On the streets, just a soulin', soulin'
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| Out in the night, feelin' just right again
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| Well, the girl was such a mystery
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| And the day was never done
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| We were anticipating what was to come
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| So if the talk wasn’t easy
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| At least the feeling was so right
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| In the deep blue persuasiveness of the night
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| And if you thought of changin' your mind
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| Somethin' else was easy to find
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| All the good times were stolen
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| On the streets just a soulin', soulin'
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| Like a stone, we were rollin'
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| On the streets, just a soulin', soulin'
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| Out in the night, feelin' just right again
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| So the nights kept us runnin'
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| While the days just kept us down
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| And the thought of leavin' kept us around |