| The top shelf tumbles and the wall clocks run
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| The well scotch bottles and the soda guns
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| You missed the last train from the city tonight
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| Old friends see each other in a different, different light
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| You missed the last train tonight
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| The Alphabet City’s dive bars drone
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| And two pilgrims seek a makeshift home
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| You missed the last train from the city tonight
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| Old friends see each other in a different, different light
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| You missed the last train tonight
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| There is a song singin' in the dark
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| Don’t get too close or it’ll tear you apart
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| There is a reason for every season of the heart
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| There is a song singin' in the fire
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| Don’t get too close, it cuts like a wire
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| There is a reason for every season of desire
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| The subway rumbles under Union Square
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| And the morning finds an unlikely pair
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| Hotel lobby, holding hands
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| Don’t blink, don’t think, don’t look in her eyes
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| Is this for forever or is this goodbye?
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| Goodbye
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| There is a song singin' in the dark
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| Don’t get too close or it’ll tear you apart
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| There is a reason for every season of the heart
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| There is a song singin' in the fire
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| Don’t get too close, it cuts like a wire
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| There is a reason for every season of desire
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| Half in light and half in dark
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| Is where we start
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| Half in light and half in dark
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| Is where we are
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| Half in light and half in dark
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| Is where we start
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| Half in light and half in dark
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| Is where we are
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| We are one beating heart
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| We are one beating heart
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| We are one beating heart |