| The party wasn’t over when my friends started leaving
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| Still a lot of things I had to say
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| If I walked back in the room would it be the way I left it?
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| Lost my nerve and turned away
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| And the rains came, and the skies turned grey
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| When the lights came on
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| I could see the picture
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| It burned my eyes and it bruised my mind
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| Gave me hope to face the future
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| I was not alone when the lights came on
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| They crucified the ox and threw his carcass to the fire
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| Stood around proclaiming they were free
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| Stripped away his flesh while giving thanks for all his labours
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| No-one saw the joke but him and me
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| Then the rains came, and the skies turned grey
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| The wise man built his house upon the rock beside the river
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| Cared not for the storms that lashed around
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| The foolish man was tempted, dipped his soul into the water
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| His body, though at peace, has not been found
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| Because the rains came, and the skies turned grey |