| There was a banquet of believers
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| When we walked into the room
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| December days of X-mas
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| Felt like days in June
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| And there were morning light
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| And sunrise chimes echoed all around
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| Now’s the time for weary minds
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| The moon is northern bound
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| And you know I’m going back
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| Going back today
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| Back to where I came from
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| And you know I’m going back
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| Going back to stay
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| To the alleys where
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| Pearls of passion came my way
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| There’s a promise in the twilight
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| It’s so innocent and wild
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| Two hearts that break the silence
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| You can hear a distant cry
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| And there’s emptiness and loneliness
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| It’s more or less the same
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| Let’s run between the raindrops
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| Babe and catch the mignight train |