| I see a dog stretch out in the morning lights
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| Dreaming along in a place
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| Made it straight caught creeps on a nothing’s line
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| Wakes him up with a swap to the face
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| I found that the clouds always come at the worst of times
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| And I left all the windows down
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| It’s always so many years since for turban time
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| And I think we just ran out
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| Everything is moving at the speed of light
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| Can’t you see, can’t you see?
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| Everyone is trammed up at the finish line
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| Can’t you see, can’t you see?
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| From this height you can see all the tiny squares
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| Like a cage full of fireflies
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| The streets are empty but they’re alive within air
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| It stings my eyes
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| Everything is moving at the speed of light
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| Can’t you see, can’t you see?
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| Everyone is trammed up at the finish line
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| Can’t you see, can’t you see?
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| (Bridge)
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| All my senses shopping in the fading light
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| This room gets small, but then starts to expend
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| All these empty pieces start to make more sense
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| When the lights go out I understand |