| You bring out your gong
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| Another gentle? |
| upon your fate
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| When the morning time does come
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| And you’re still unsure what you desire
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| You fall down onto your knees
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| This is your kingdom, it’s all your dreams ain’t that right?
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| You come around to hold my hand
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| But I can’t ever be with you, required
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| Packed my case and took me by the arm
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| As a night alarm
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| All of my
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| Golden friends
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| Disenchanted by the sound of your thoughts as you rose them all the way outside
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| Let it flee from me
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| It’s just another invitation
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| In the morning I awoke
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| And there you were, you was right between my legs
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| For your own sake
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| In eloquent trance of your deep divide
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| For your own sake
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| It’s all over, and now you’re much too late
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| You’d been gone way too long
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| When I finally met you at the station
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| Yes, you pretend, you aimlessly hide,?
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| And all the while in no time now you come running back
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| Knocking at my door
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| 'cus it’s the same old thing
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| And it’s 4 AM
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| And it happens all the time
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| For your own sake
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| In the canon of a clear strange dream
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| For your own sake
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| I’ve got to make it clear, it was worth the wait
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| For your own sake
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| It’s all over, and now you’re much too late |