| This is the tale of all of us
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| Who grow up on the holy dust of Jarrow
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| The place where all your memories fade
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| Where light returns to beat up shade in Jarrow
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| So if your life at 21 resembles only having fun
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| You must be wise beyond your eyes in Jarrow
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| In Jarrow
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| It’s the only reason I’ve got, so let’s keep living
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| It’s the only meaning I’ve got, so just keep living
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| Beneath the fence of Christopher
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| The place i learnt the death of her
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| The cracks in their faces replacing the shadows
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| A part of me did not survive
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| The day my little sister died
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| We’ve all been hurt and all denied in Jarrow
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| In Jarrow
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| Suddenly my head is filled with a clarity
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| I see, every idea needs humility, it’s a departure
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| Come inside quick, we’ll distill it a bottle the feeling
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| Sell it in droves even though it defeats the very meaning
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| I’m a genius now but there’s this voice that tells me saying
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| It’s just the wine
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| It’s just the wine
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| It’s just the wine
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| It’s just the wine
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| You’re so serious now
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| But there’s this voice that tells me that
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| It’s just the wine
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| It’s just the wine
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| It’s just the wine
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| It’s just the wine |