| Watch the sun burn out and dig itself a grave
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| In the ocean south of Sydney off the interstate
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| And I hold out my hand trying not to shake
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| Watched you jump off of a cliff and start to levitate
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| And yeah I’m afraid
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| But I’ll follow you anyway
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| When the blue finally came
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| It swallowed up everything
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| In the sea of trees
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| I thought that I’d hear ghosts in the waves
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| When the wind blew through
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| I heard joy return to a cold and lonesome place
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| I made out your voice
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| But I can’t ask you to stay
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| Watched you walk into the woods
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| And start to levitate
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| And yeah I’m afraid
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| But I’ll follow you anyway
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| When the blue finally came
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| It swallowed up everything |