| I used to ride up on the hill
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| And look down at the darkened
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| Silhouettes of tall black windowsills
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| And my heart jumped every ledge
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| Until one bright morning when I woke
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| I heard bells, girl she gently spoke and said
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| 'Choice my man’s to breath or choke
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| So go die, or learn to hope'
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| Get back on your way at the end of the day
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| Under the fire and the rain
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| The whole big bloody parade until that
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| That feeling, feeling’s gone
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| You wake up on your own
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| Sometimes walls come caving in Sometimes the world just hits your chin
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| And sometimes shadows haunt your back
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| And sometimes I feel so flat
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| Then like some rare eagle on the wind
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| Well it turns and life comes bursting in And the earth you thought would beat you down
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| Lifts up and lights your ground
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| Get back on your way at the end of the day
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| Under the fire and the rain
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| The whole big bloody parade until that
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| That feeling, feeling’s gone
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| You wake up on your own
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| Lifts up and sends you homeward bound
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| Lifts up and then you’re found again
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| Lifts up and turns your world around
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| Still scarred of love lived on the ledge
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| And the Earth you thought would eat you up Well it lifts you high and fills your cup
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| Carries
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| And right then I learnt to hope
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| The point of hope
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| I knew the way ahead
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| To go Lifts up and clears your hallowed ground
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| Scared of love lived on the ledge
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| Like love lived on the ledge
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| As if my love required a ledge
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| Bring you down
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| Lifts up, your heart just leaves the ground
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| And how you love your ground
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| High above the ground
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| And the earth you thought would end your song 'song'
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| Lifts up and now… the feeling’s gone feelings gone
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| And you wonder how on Earth you
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| When you’re high |