| Of course
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| We’re miles away from home
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| We sink like stones
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| And we’re lost beneath the waves
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| Not a trace to mark the graves
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| Lost and tired
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| And chained
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| Of course
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| We plan the great escape
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| We drag our fate around the razor wire
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| But our fear keeps us in line
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| Turn me inside out this time
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| Looking back the place that I come from
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| Disappeared
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| Turn my face
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| To the place where I go into the sun
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| Disappear into the sun
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| Lost and tired
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| And chained
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| I know
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| What sleeps inside my heart
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| There’s a path that starts
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| With a single step at dawn
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| Though the road goes on and on
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| Turn me inside out this time
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| Looking back the place that I come from
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| Disappeared
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| Turn my face
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| To the place where I go into the sun
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| Disappear into the sun
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| Turn me inside out this time
|
| Looking back the place that I come from
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| Disappeared
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| Turn my face
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| To the place where I go into the sun
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| Disappear into the sun
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| (Deep inside a song a thousand miles away)
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| (Every moment the start of a greater day)
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| (Running to a field a world we’ll find)
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| And now
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| The time has come for me
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| I must break free
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| From the prison I have made
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| And to face the way ahead
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| Turn me inside out this time
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| Looking back the place that I come from
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| Disappeared
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| Turn my face
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| To the place where I go into the sun
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| Disappear into the sun
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| Disappear into the sun
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| Disappear into the sun |