| (Here they come, here they come
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| Here they come and they might as well
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| Too many birds in my confusion now
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| Now they’ll circle over this house till we take them in)
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| You show me a sign to rise up from the world we know
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| And she’s strung out on life
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| He soon rolls his teeth
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| Spilling out from a mouth fit to overflow
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| Back into me
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| She moves and it’s fire
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| Fire underwater
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| Speaks of its flame
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| She speaks my name
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| Well they all really want you
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| If only you had wanted them
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| Lights move in the chalk lines
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| Chains that define who I am
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| Here we are again
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| How could I have seen?
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| Always she’s driving
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| How could I have known?
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| Right through the strangest calling
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| I should have known
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| Straight through the sound
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| Gramarye, I’ve found
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| See how she’s driving me down
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| Straight from the sound
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| She’s seen as a bright sun to anyone
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| Hollow and mined
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| With the weight of the world
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| Trailing out till the last train
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| Discovers me
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| Alive on Vine
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| She moves and it’s fire
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| Fire underwater
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| Speaks of its flame
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| She speaks my name
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| As you move in a chalk line
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| Change in the dream that I am
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| Here we are the same
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| I used to see something in the idea
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| But only once did my hands reach
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| Anything beautiful
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| Now she’s turned away
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| And I…
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| We move in it’s fire
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| Show me a sign
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| Fire underwater
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| Speaking its flame
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| It speaks my name
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| She proves
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| Soon roll its teeth
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| The liar
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| On every one of them
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| We are the same
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| Lights move in a chalk line
|
| Change in the fire who I am
|
| Here we are again
|
| How could I have seen?
|
| Always she’s driving
|
| How could I have known?
|
| Right through the strangest calling
|
| Straight through the sound
|
| Gramarye, I have found
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| See how she’s driving me
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| Always she’s driving
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| Back through the strangest calling
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| Straight through the sound
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| Gramarye, I found
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| See how she’s driving me down |