| The picture is burned at the edge
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| And you’re looking away
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| Looking for what’s next
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| And strange how through time we look the same
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| Your eyes and mine looking away
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| Too scared to see human remains
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| And soon enough soon enough
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| This will all be a memory
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| And soon enough soon enough
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| This will fade like the photograph
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| Of you and me Our history is just in our blood
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| And history like love is never enough
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| And I recognise so much of you
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| In these eyes always so blue
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| Why always so blue
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| And soon enough soon enough
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| This will all be a memory
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| And soon enough soon enough
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| This will fade like a photograph
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| Those things that I’ve lost and things that I’ve sold
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| This case is now closed the trail has gone cold
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| And your sticks all are snakes I throw them aside
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| They twist 'til they break but they never die
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| This is not enough this is not enough
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| This is not enough this is not enough for me This is not enough this is not enough
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| This is not enough for any of us to be The picture is burned at the edge
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| And you’re looking away looking for what’s next
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| Tell me what’s next |