| I was stopped in London when I felt it coming down
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| Crushing all around me with a great triumphant sound
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| Like the dam was breaking and my mind came rushing in
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| I was stopped in London, oh, I was awakening
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| I was
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| I was so embarrassed and I almost ran away
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| Two times round the block before I decided to stay
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| Puffed along a cigarette that went and made me sick
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| Spent another day pretending I was over it
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| This time I know I’m fighting
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| This time I know I’m (back in my body)
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| This time I know I’m fighting
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| This time I know I’m back in my body, oh
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| I’m back in my body, oh
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| And all along the highway there’s a tiny whispering sound
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| Saying I could find you in the dark of any town
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| But though that I am here and in the poem of my mind
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| The silent, twisted words finding their way in every line
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| All this time, all this time
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| This time I know I’m fighting
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| This time I know I’m (back in my body)
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| This time I know I’m fighting
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| This time I know I’m (back in my body)
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| Lost you in the border town of anywhere
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| I found myself when I was going everywhere
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| This time I know I’m fighting
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| This time I know I’m
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| (Back in my body, oh, oh)
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| (Back in my body, oh, oh)
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| (Back in my body, oh, oh)
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| All this time, all this time
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| All this time, all this time
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| All this time, all this time
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| All this time, all this time
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| This time I know I’m fighting
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| This time I know I’m (back in my body)
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| This time I know I’m fighting
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| This time I know I’m (back in my body)
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| Lost you in the border town of anywhere
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| I found myself when I was going everywhere
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| This time, I know I’m fighting
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| This time, I know I’m back in my body, oh
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| Back in my body, oh
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| I’m back in my body, oh
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| Back in my body, oh, oh |