| The basement’s filled with cold
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| And the lamp’s burning on the floor
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| Lost you today, forgot to say
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| That you can ask for more
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| The wind has shifted faces
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| And the water level’s low
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| All these crops
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| My body is yours
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| As the summer falls
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| Tumble through the fire
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| Tumble through the fire
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| Cut in at the seams
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| Cut in at the seams
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| For always, for always
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| It’s you that I see
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| Lunatics get lucky
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| And everybody knows
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| The willows will hang their heads
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| And the bittersweet row
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| From where I sit
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| With your back turned
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| Here it’s just begun!
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| Tumble through the fire
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| Tumble through the fire
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| Cut in at the seams
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| Cut in at the seams
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| For always, for always
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| It’s you that I see
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| Tumble through the fire
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| Tumble through the fire
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| Cut in at the seams
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| Cut in at the seams
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| For always, for always
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| It’s you that I see
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| Always
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| It’s getting much too late
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| On the bus back to the city
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| The day is ending, ending dark
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| And maybe so are we
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| When the final summer ends
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| If I could come back down to earth
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| I would only live my life again
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| Then what would that be worth?
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| I could only kiss you once again
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| What would that be worth?
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| If I could fly back down to earth
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| What would that be worth?
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| If I could fly back down to earth
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| What would that be worth?
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| If I could fly back down to earth
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| What would that be worth?
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| If I could fly back down to earth
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| What would that be worth? |