| None of us are what we were
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| I know you’ve heard this all before
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| I know you’ve heard this all before
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| But none of us are what we were
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| But it’s a dark age, a dangerous time
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| I’m on the last page, the end of the line
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| But it’s a dark age, a dangerous time
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| I’m on the last train, the end of the line
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| Outside the bar on the road to the madrid
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| A curious frost settled down on my ribs
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| These were the badlands, the sad lands
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| I wanted to leave but i wanted to give
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| Whispered in song in the tops of the trees
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| «Tears are the only rain that we see»
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| Whispered in song in the tops of the trees
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| «Tears are the only rain that we see»
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| I get up too late to wave off the night
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| I get up too late to wave off the night |