| Fires
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| Only on the horizon
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| Waking
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| From sailing through my sleep
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| Turning the messages round
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| I was turning the messages round
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| And I found
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| Clothes and a freeway
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| Tickets for one day
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| Clues to an ocean
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| Rages in silence we’ve never suspected
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| We’ve never suspected
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| Oh look at the wonderful view
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| Wings and a wind and your touch by my side
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| Wings and a wind and your touch by my side
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| Weathers are bridges
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| Songs over oceans
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| Movements in silence we never suspected
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| Time and meander
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| Snap at the tension
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| Open my hands and the light still here inside
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| For always I’ve wanted
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| For always still looking
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| For always we’ll always leave this way
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| We’ll always leave this way
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| We’ll always leave this way
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| We’ll always leave this way
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| Your touch
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| Your touch by my side
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| Your touch by my side
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| Shuffling of the kids in the long line
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| Invisible families locked out at midnight
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| Turning the messages round
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| I was turning the messages round
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| Wings and a wind and your touch by my side
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| Wings and a wind and your touch by my side
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| Your touch by my side
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| Oh look at the view
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| The wonderful view
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| Oh look at the view
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| The wonderful view
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| Oh look at the view
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| The wonderful view
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| Oh look at the view
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| The wonderful view
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| Oh look at the view
|
| The wonderful view
|
| Oh look at the view
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| The wonderful view
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| Shuffling of the kids in the long line
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| The invisible families locked out at midnight
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| Turning the message round
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| I was turning the message round
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| Weathers are bridges
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| Songs over oceans
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| Movements in silence we never suspected |