| End of September leaves are falling to the ground
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| A year has passed without a trace, without a sound
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| For your eyes only it’s the only way we know
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| An echo of that will follow everywhere you go
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| We’re on a different cycle now
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| I know it’s hard sometimes
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| You have to let it go
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| Censor it and do it by hand
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| Something we can’t understand
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| That will do for now
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| Can’t stop us now, you see
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| We’ve only just begun
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| An everlasting sound, that’s what it’s all about
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| There’s nothing left for us, let’s spend the night away
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| From the crowd that wants to see you fall again
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| You’ve been living out of tune
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| While we’ve been to the sandy dunes
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| At least you can be sure
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| When you’re able to repay for
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| All the things we’ve sent your way
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| We’re coming back for more
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| We’re on a different cycle now
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| I know it’s hard sometimes
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| You have to let it go
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| Censor it and do it by hand
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| Something we can’t understand
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| That will do for now |