| Me and him running in the road in the broken down gutter
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| Hold my hand, run with me, angels falling up all around us
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| Red glowing sky as it was never meant to be
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| As the sun sets fleeting moments of serenity
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| Cut my finger on a broken rusty chain
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| Rescue ranger! |
| danger! |
| rescue ranger! |
| danger!
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| Swastika four leaf clover ace of guns and a flower poking out of it
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| What’s it mean? |
| where’s the end? |
| how could it be now?
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| How could it be in my lifetime i met you and the birds?
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| But the birds came first
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| And the birds came first
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| Rescue ranger! |
| danger! |
| rescue ranger! |
| danger!
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| Rescue ranger, when’s the end? |
| will i ever see the sky again?
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| Rescue ranger, we’re in danger! |
| will i ever see the sky, see the sky, sky again?
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| Rescue ranger, we’re in danger! |
| will i ever see the sky, see the sky, sky again?
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| Paddling up a stream of melting fire
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| My man and me and a planetary silent choir
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| Lump in my throat we’re going overboard
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| Saying goodbye to a land that couldn’t hold
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| Diving deep into a river of nextness and peace
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| Rescue ranger! |
| danger! |
| rescue ranger! |
| danger! |