| There’s a thief on a summer’s night
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| Across an ocean
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| Who sees another’s life fading away
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| And of this life he writes
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| Without emotion
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| Then pushes it from sight
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| Somewhere faraway
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| To a distant land
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| Every tear betrayed
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| And never makes
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| And never makes
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| And never makes
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| And never makes a stand
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| Makes a stand
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| Lord there’s something wrong
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| Makes a stand
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| Could a star’s forgotten light
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| A child’s devotion
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| Embrace eternal night
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| In shallow graves
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| As we watch from distant heights
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| No breath or motion
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| Still every ghost must haunt in its own way
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| Sleep beneath my dreams
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| Safe within my hands
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| Where I never under
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| Never under
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| Never understand
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| Lord there’s something wrong
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| No one remembers
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| No one denies
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| No one asks questions
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| No one replies
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| Here nothing enters
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| Nothing departs
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| Here nothing’s ended
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| If nothing starts
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| In your life could you carry on
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| Could you never think about it
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| Till in time you start to doubt it
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| Then you close your eyes
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| Is it really gone
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| How in truth can you defend her
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| If you’re really not remembering
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| No regrets
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| If you just forget
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| If a memory is lenient
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| You can find it most convenient
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| So you let it fade
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| Till it’s very vague
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| Just a silhouette of shadows
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| But the shadows are still lingering
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| Still I hold you there
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| With your endless stare
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| I’m too old to be living this
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| Lived to long to be given this
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| Can our god be forgiving this
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| I had a light that shined
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| Across my mind
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| Rarely see it any more
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| Now it is mostly dark
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| Accept for sparks
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| Can’t remember what they’re for
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| I am the morphine child
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| The dream defiled
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| The never ending metaphor
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| I am the wizard oz
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| Result and cause
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| Never look behind that door
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| Cantations
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| Cantations
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| Cantations
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| Cantations
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| Never listen to the crowd before me
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| Never listen to the self ordained
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| Never really wanted to believe it any way
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| Time is fading
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| Night is calling
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| I am on my way
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| Turn around turn around
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| Turn around turn around
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| Time is fading
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| Night is calling
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| I am on my… |