| Time is a thief with a loaded gun
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| The sky runs by while the days are gone
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| The night falls prey to another sun
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| All like clockwork they won’t stop
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| They won’t stop
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| They won’t stop
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| They won’t stop, oh
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| Don’t stand still, or we’ll lose our ground
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| The world keeps spinning just to wear us down
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| Say what you must while we’re still around
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| The days go to sleep but they won’t stop
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| They won’t stop
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| They won’t stop
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| They won’t stop
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| We never should allow another sun to set
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| On all the words that we have held so long
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| I know we’d rather sort it out once tomorrow comes
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| But tomorrow already happened
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| Time is a thief with a loaded gun
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| The sky rolls by while the days are gone
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| The night falls prey to another song
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| The days go to sleep but they won’t stop, no
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| They won’t stop
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| They won’t stop
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| They won’t stop, oh
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| We can wait for the sunrise
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| To say what should matter
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| We’ll know by tomorrow
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| But tomorrow, tomorrow just happened
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| Today we have to make the most of love
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| Tomorrow we don’t have a choice
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| All we ever get control of is now
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| Today we have to make the most of love
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| Tomorrow we don’t have a choice
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| All we ever get control of is now
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| I know we’d rather sort it out once tomorrow comes
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| But tomorrow already happened, oh
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| I know we’d rather sort it out once tomorrow comes
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| But tomorrow already happened |