| Take heart, cheat the dark
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| Get driving with the lark
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| As cities sleep
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| Steal a march before the sun
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| It’s all philosophy
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| On an open motorway
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| Chasing break of day
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| Somewhere on a border town
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| I’ve packed my ceilidh boots
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| I’ve got my «once was"looks
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| I’ve got my tubes and hooks
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| Reel, drogue, priest and bung
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| Throw away your fears
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| Peel away the years
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| I’ve seen too many leaves
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| Falling down
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| 'Cause we’ll get old
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| Before this night is done
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| So get far away
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| Or come with me
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| Everything you see
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| Is everything you need
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| Take a road trip
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| Go soul deep
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| Unwind, touch the brine
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| Take some bread, break some wine
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| I can see the water line
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| Red below the Lewis sun
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| Where the ocean rolls
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| Aboard the ship of souls
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| The healing wind blows
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| So why crawl when we can run
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| Go find your other life
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| One road, steeper climbs
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| Where the river winds
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| Straight into the west
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| Fade away like rust
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| Vanish like the dust
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| 'Cause, baby, tramps like us were born with cianalas
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| Or come with me
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| Everything you see
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| Is everything you need
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| Take a road trip
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| Go soul deep
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| Take a road trip
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| Get free, believe, go real
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| Everything you ever need
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| Is waiting for you here
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| Get free, believe, go real
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| Could this be the living glimpse
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| Of all that’s meant to be
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| Get old
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| Before this night is done
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| So get far away
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| Or come with me
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| Everything you see
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| Is everything you need
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| Or come with me
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| Everything you see
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| Is everything you need
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| Take a road trip
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| Go soul deep
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| Take a road trip
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| Oh, soul deep |