| Well you’ll know what it is when you’ve found it
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| It hits you right between the eyes
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| And you won’t find another way around it
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| 'Cos the dark’s standing in the light
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| Well it shortens the range of your vision
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| So you can’t even see your hands
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| And it stands on one leg and just listens —
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| Don’t talk 'cos it understands
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| You need help, I’m coming
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| Over the hill, to set you free
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| You need help, hold on now
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| Gonna save you if you wait for me
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| Well you won’t hear a shout or a whisper
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| When it moves it’ll make no sound
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| But you’ll know what it is when it hits you
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| By the time that you reach the ground
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| You need help, I’m coming
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| Over the hill, to set you free
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| You need help, hold on now
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| Gonna save you if you wait for me
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| When it’s past four o’cIock in the morning
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| And the moon begins to wane
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| Try to run if you get any warning
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| Watch out here it comes again
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| Do you hear?
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| It’s getting near
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| It’s coming close
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| Don’t look now
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| It’s standing by your shoulder
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| You need help — here I come
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| Hold one 'cause here I come |