| It’s only dreams, it’s so unreal
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| It must be someone elses life I’m leading
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| You can’t be true you’re too surreal
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| I’ll always think that when I think of you
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| We’ve lived on lines across the world
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| We’ve lived on words that no-ones heard
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| I’ve jumped the mailman every day
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| I’ve sat and watched the phone like vultures pray
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| I’ve prayed for you like you prayed for me
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| I’ve lost some senses sitting here
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| But everyday this feelings grown
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| My engines roar my bird has flown
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| The silver machines, silver machines
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| Guess I have been scared but not like this
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| Guess I have been stoned but never blissed
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| Guess I’ll get some sleep now you’re with me
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| Guess they smiled at my belief
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| In silver machines, silver machines
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| (talk)"I guess you’ve always been a part of me
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| A part that’s been there all my life
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| We dressed for death to start a second time
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| And now you’re my angel"
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| It’s only dreams, it’s so unreal
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| I can’t tell you what to think of me
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| Think what you like but you can’t stop
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| The silver machines, silver machines
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| Bring back the silver machines |