| In your distant city lights
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| I tried to read your time at night
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| I tried to find your roof your floor
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| The corners of your mind, the four
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| And I’ll return down to the mines
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| Where you are safe from me
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| And I will stop to burn your house
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| And keep you safe from me
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| The red flags on your dear façade
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| Wouldn’t break the secret to my guards
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| Told me not with which wind to come
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| Refused to tell how and when
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| And I’ll return down to the mines
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| Where you are safe from me
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| And I will stop to burn your house
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| And keep you safe from me
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| How could I so clearly find
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| And have no chance to read your signs
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| Bring me back to your front door
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| And me pretend that I was waited for
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| I wish that you would search the mines
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| And keep them safe from me
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| I wish that you would stop the fire
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| And keep it safe from me |