| Locked in my breast
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| But it’s late for me Let an old man rest
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| One more black and tan on the barricade
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| To keep me safe from loving
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| Well I close my eyes, close my eyes
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| To the cold flame of the Northern Lights
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| Well I close my eyes, close my eyes
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| And I see you still in the shuttered night
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| What a newfound friend is honesty
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| To see ourselves as others see
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| To see the shy boy inside the man
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| Is that all I am, just starved of loving?
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| Well I close my eyes, close my eyes
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| To the cold flame of the Northern Lights
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| Well I close my eyes, close my eyes
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| And I see you still in the shuttered night |