| Blue, blue morning in a satellite town
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| On the radio they’re talking about
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| A civil war and a missing child
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| I’ve got my coffee and I’m running out
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| I dial your number and I let it ring
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| There’s just no answer to anything
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| I woke up hollow as an apple core
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| I’ve got so much purpose, I don’t know what for
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| I’ve got a 21st century heartbeat
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| It’s a dying voice, it still haunts me
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| 21st century heartbeat holding on
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| Blue, grey morning in a satellite town
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| I’ve got my head securely in the cloud
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| I’m not myself and I don’t know what’s changed
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| It’s so familiar but it’s all so strange
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| I’ve got a 21st century heartbeat
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| It’s a dying voice, it still haunts me
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| 21st century heartbeat holding on
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| Oh I see a figure in the mirror
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| That I just don’t recognize
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| Oh I know I was sleeping while believing
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| There was life on the other side
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| There’s a melody fading while I’m waiting
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| But I daren’t open up my eyes, my eyes
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| I’ve got a 21st century heartbeat
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| It’s a dying voice, it still haunts me
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| 21st century heartbeat holding on
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| 21st century heartbeat
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| I can’t help it, it all haunts me
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| 21st century heartbeat holding on |