| Let’s turn off our phones tonight
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| And rely on the stars
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| We’ve been so lost lately
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| We forgot who we are
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| But I got everything I need, baby
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| In the palms of your touch
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| In a world of dark distractions
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| It can all get too much
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| So let’s sit by an English river
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| 'Til the water runs dry
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| Can we light a cigarette
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| And talk about days gone by?
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| We’re neither saints or sinners
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| So leave your history behind
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| Let’s grab a bottle and take it one day at a time
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| Take it one day at a time
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| I know you’re feeling weighed down tonight
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| And you can’t find the breaks
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| Every day is too long for you
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| You were sworn to your fate
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| But we got everything we need, baby
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| In the memories we make
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| In a world of reinventions
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| It’s never too late
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| So let’s sit by an English river
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| 'Til the water runs dry
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| Can we light a cigarette
|
| And talk about days gone by?
|
| We’re neither saints or sinners
|
| So leave your history behind
|
| Let’s grab a bottle and take it one day at a time
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| Take it one day at a time
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| So let’s sit by an English river
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| 'Til the water runs dry
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| There is nothing that we’ve done wrong
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| That can’t be made right
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| We’re neither saints or sinners
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| So leave your history behind
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| Let’s grab a bottle and take it
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| Grab a bottle and take it
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| Grab a bottle and take it one day at a time |