| It’s warm by the river, the weir keeps us cleen
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| The woodsmoke and cigarettes are all that we need
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| Marking the dirt with twigs and simple words spoke
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| Kicking the dust so that we can just
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| Dance the dance that plays with fire
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| Play guitar and play inspired
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| You said you would leave not ever
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| Underneath the sky forever
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| It’s cool by the sea when the pavement is hot
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| We take a walk down there to see what we’ve got
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| An old man collecting fifty beautiful words
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| Cleaning the beach so that he can teach us to
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| Dance the dance that plays with fire
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| Play guitar and play inspired
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| You said you would leave not ever
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| Underneath the sky forever
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| It’s cool by the pane glass on the high street we played
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| But there’s always a penny in the music we made
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| So far from home, and no means of return
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| Burning the bridges, so we always
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| Dance the dance that plays with fire
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| Play guitar and play inspired
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| You said you would leave not ever
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| Underneath the sky forever
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| We’re so far from home
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| No means of return
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| There’s so much that we have done
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| And so much we have learned
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| We’re so far from home
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| No ways to return
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| There’s so much that we have done
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| And so much we have learned |