| When the fire burns out here
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| It’s brighter than the city lights
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| Warmer than a heart of gold
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| And dingoes howl just to break the silence
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| The sun comes up just to break the cold
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| Last night I woke
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| With the stars looking back at me Swallowing the sky
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| I felt no anger, I felt no shame
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| I felt no reason to cry
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| If I’m not here in the morning
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| Yeah, I’ll cry a river of tears
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| And I’ll learn to live in a new town
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| But my heart is staying here
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| Well it’s quiet out here
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| A hundred miles away
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| You can hear the train on the line
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| The whistle blows just to break the silence
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| I wave just to break the time
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| I close my eyes
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| I think of runnin’water
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| I think of runnin’away
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| But the fire is burnt to ashes
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| And it’s darker than before
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| But I can see as clear as day
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| If I’m not here in the morning
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| Yeah, I’ll cry a river of tears
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| And I’ll learn to live in a new town
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| But my heart is staying here
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| I’ll learn to live in a new town
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| But my heart is staying here |