| I see it in the air
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| And all the sisters and brothers
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| I see them there
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| When all the lights go out all over town
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| And all the pretty fireworks fall down
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| I’m waiting for a wake up call, I don’t try to sleep
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| I watch fluorescent second hand creep
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| You know I love another
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| Does it bother you?
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| Do you think that one love
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| Is good enough for two?
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| The pure pain of jealousy, a piercing fear
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| Passed right through her soul like a spear
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| We all have deeply hidden chords someone else must strike
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| To hear the very ringing of the psyche
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| I hear you split up with your boyfriend
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| And he seemed unconcerned
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| But love’s a fickle fortune, babe
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| And every penny must be earned
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| We’re astronauts, we’re angels, but we’re never coming down
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| For all the gods who passed us by have drowned
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| The boogaloo of modern verse dancing in her mind
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| Still very much the nervous kind
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| Do you like this kind of party?
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| I don’t know why I came
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| They take winning so seriously
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| But never play the game
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| I can smell the powder of your make up, your perfume
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| Sense you when you’re in another room
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| Are they still talking about furniture? |
| About one or other chair?
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| I can only see you sitting there |