| Home, find a patch of sun
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| Listen to them talking about the days to come
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| Like they know something of the way
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| Those days are gonna run
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| Home, find a place to lie
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| Feel the earth it’s spinning underneath you
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| We are all held tight, the gravity
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| We are all bound to collide
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| So think of me sometime
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| When you’re out beyond the breakers
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| I wish you open eyes
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| Coz I’m asleep til you get home
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| Home, it’s never been a place
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| It’s always been the scene
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| Where hearts will break and mend
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| And light like lace on sleeping faces
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| Oh, my love awaits
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| So please don’t kill your time
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| Thinking about those ones you’ll leave behind
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| You’ll race to break like waves
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| Upon some shore I’ll never see
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| And nothing ever stays the same
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| So hold the way your heart is beating now
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| Home, find a patch of sun
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| Listen to them talking about the days to come
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| Like they know something of the way
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| Those days are gonna run |