| The Chesapeake below
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| These fumbled hands and nervous smiles
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| We medicate and stumble
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| To find the courage to talk aloud
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| In the streetlight silhouette
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| The neon halos shines so bright
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| While the radio cried young hearts be free tonight
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| So tell me how’d we end up here
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| We all want to feel something
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| Even if it’s only for a moment
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| Tell me what happened to our dreams
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| We had when we were young
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| We’re never looking back now
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| Tonight, these echoes of our lives
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| Are calling out don’t surrender, don’t surrender
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| Tonight, these jukebox45s
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| Are calling out don’t surrender, don’t surrender
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| Well I am just a big part in this movie of your life
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| While the night brigade rolled on
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| Out on highway 95
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| We’re carving out our lives
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| On these counterfeit guitars
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| While the ghost of our past ring down the boulevard
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| So tell me how’d we end up here
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| We all want to feel something
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| Even if it’s only for a moment
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| Tell me what happened to our dreams
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| We had when we were young
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| We’re never looking back
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| Tonight, these echoes of our lives
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| Are calling out don’t surrender, don’t surrender
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| Tonight, from the basements and the dives
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| We’re calling out don’t surrender, don’t surrender
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| We grew up chasing sunsets
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| Now we both should shut our eyes
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| We’re never looking back now
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| We were young and oh so old
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| And torn apart by county lines
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| We’re never looking back
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| Tonight, these echoes of our lives
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| Are calling out don’t surrender, don’t surrender
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| Tonight, from the basements and the dives
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| We’re calling out don’t surrender, don’t surrender |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Graveyard of the Atlantic, artist - The Ataris. Album song Silver Turns to Rust, in the genre Панк