| We’re shifting in to setting sight
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| The transatlantic motion flight
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| So much up here to pass by
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| Are your ideas so hard to try
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| Stormtime and other distraction
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| Drink some gin, soak the action
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| Drive all winter, listen to noise
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| Lights behind, yellow noise
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| I’m on this trip, it’s so much fun
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| A depth of view it’s never re-run
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| So much up here to pass by
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| Are your ideas so hard to try
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| It’s cold time inside my car
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| Never still till the next harbour
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| Drive all winter, listen to noise
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| Lights behind, yellow voice
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| Ambient drone, soaking full
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| Inside my car I need a tool
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| I’d like to starve, fade away
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| Don’t need the cash, just decay |