| Waiting for the pretty lights
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| Waiting for the city lights to go down
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| I tried to make peace
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| I’ve had luck in love
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| Every darkness where those points shine brightest
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| In that blanket of confusion
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| Oh to watch the fire burn (burn)
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| Oh to watch the fire burn (burn)
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| Oh to watch it burn
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| All is in tune, purer than meself
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| All is in tune, purer than meself
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| All is in tune, purer than meself
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| All is in tune, purer than meself
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| All is in tune, purer than meself
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| All is in tune, purer than meself
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| All is in tune, purer than meself
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| All the tears will be lost in a stream
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| Which rivers don’t shake their heads in sorrow
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| And nobody shakes in fear
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| When they think about tomorrow |