| I let go of these cold nights long ago
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| And now it’s time for you to follow suit
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| Take the night sky tears
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| And those burning eyes stinging from pusuit
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| Take the regret and sallow timbre
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| And throw it to the ocean
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| Where misery can seek it out
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| You know misery
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| Loves a lonely stranger
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| And youve been waiting with open arms
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| For so long
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| So long
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| Well take a breath and rule it out
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| It’s high time for your chest
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| To resonate
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| Something more tangible
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| The angles there cutting in
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| There destoying the cohesion
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| Cutting ties and killing freinds
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| So long, so long
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| That now it seems to be a farce
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| But it’s painted
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| On your face like a spread of an open book
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| Time to throw it to the fire
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| Settle down beneath the ocean
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| Stare upwards
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| Raise your arms and say good night
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| Tomorrow the sun comes to settle the score
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| And homeward bound
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| And homeward bound
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| And youve been waiting with open arms
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| For so long
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| So long
|
| Well take a breath and rule it out
|
| It’s high time for your chest
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| To resonate
|
| Something more tangible
|
| The angles there cutting in
|
| There destoying the cohesion
|
| Cutting ties and killing freinds
|
| So long, so long
|
| That now it seems to be a farce
|
| But it’s painted
|
| On your face like a spread of an open book
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| Time to throw it to the fire
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| Settle down beneath the ocean
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| Stare upwards
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| Raise your arms and say good night
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| Tomorrow the sun comes to settle the score
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| And homeward bound
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| And homeward bound
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| Oh yeah
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| I’ll find you so long
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| I’ll find you so long
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| I’ll find your solidarity
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| I’ll find you so long
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| I’ll find you so long
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| I’ll find your solidarity
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| So long, so long
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| That now it seems to be a farce
|
| But it’s painted
|
| On your face like a spread of an open book
|
| Time to throw it to the fire
|
| Settle down beneath the ocean
|
| Stare upwards
|
| Raise your arms and say good night
|
| Tomorrow the sun comes to settle the score
|
| And homeward bound
|
| And homeward bound
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| So long, so long
|
| That now it seems to be a farce
|
| But it’s painted
|
| On your face like a spread of an open book
|
| Time to throw it to the fire
|
| Settle down beneath the ocean
|
| Stare upwards
|
| Raise your arms and say good night
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| Tomorrow the sun comes to settle the score
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| And homeward bound
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| And homeward bound |