| He’s not falling, simply waiting
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| Fading at the edges
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| Sitting back, thinking that there’s little point in moving
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| He smiles, says his stars are friendly
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| Anything can be done
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| «Shall we get very drunk?»
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| He says «I stay alive, It’s the best thing
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| The only thing I know.»
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| She’s not talking, easy dreaming
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| All that life away
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| She gets laughing, missed the light
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| No regrets today
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| She looks up, another sunset
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| «Was it very very good?»
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| «Shall we get really high?»
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| She says, «I stay alive, it’s the best thing
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| The only think I know.»
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| She says, «Hold me, hold me hard
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| Hold me, hold me, hold me harder
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| Stop me thinking about myself
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| Stop me hoping for more than I am.»
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| She says, «Why do I want more than good looks?
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| Why do I want more than great books?
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| Is that all there is? |
| Is that all there is?»
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| She smiles and stays alive
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| It’s the best thing, the only thing she knows
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| They’re together, simply dancing all the nights away
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| There’s the window, let’s wait up for this precious dawn
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| He smiles, tells her she looks lovely
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| Anything can be done
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| She looks up and laughs
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| He says «I stay alive
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| It’s the best thing, the only thing I can give you.»
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| I was brought up with higher expectations
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| I was brought up that hell’s a hipper way to go
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| He says «Hold me, hold me hard…» |