| Walking with you in these wind-swept fields
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| Does not keep me honest when honest does feel
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| The furthest most reach from our fingers and I
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| I look to the stars and they look to your eyes
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| ALL ALONE
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| For trumpets are sounding in the distance tonight
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| And ravens keep winding to their endless sights
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| To the furthest most reach from our fingers and I
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| I look to the stars and they look into your eyes
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| For surely I know, if I flee here tonight
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| That I’d be alone, a singular fright
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| And I’m sure that I’d crumble and crease in the weight
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| It’s safe in your arms, in your arms I will stay
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| ALL ALONE
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| Towers will fall and countries will, too
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| With generals left not knowing what to do
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| And pleading to their Gods with prayers much too late
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| They will look to your eyes and I’ll not look away
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| For surely I know, if I flee here tonight
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| That I’d be alone, a singular fright
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| And I’m sure that I’d crumble and crease in the weight
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| It’s safe in your arms, in your arms I will stay
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| Oh surely I’d crumble and crease in the weight
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| It’s safe in your arms, in your arms I will stay
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| Oh then maybe we’ll lay down, we’ll lay down
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| Oh in the safe haven that we’ve made, that we’ve made
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| Oh… |