| It was upon a row of houses
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| Tight skirts and baggy trousers
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| Green men and cheap disguises
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| High hopes and higher rises
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| Who lived a girl who was on a mission
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| Who lived a boy who was under suspicion
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| Tried hard to stay beside her
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| Until the devil put his seed inside her
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| How?
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| You know how
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| Sleep to love and the sand runs out
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| So close to midnight
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| Time to fly
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| Do or die
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| Stung in the headlights
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| Here we lie
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| High and dry
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| The world will never see you 'till you open your eyes
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| Say goodnight
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| Kill the light
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| The world will never hear you tonight
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| Idlewild
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| For two years he tried to reach her
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| Worshiped the ground beneath her
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| She, she was always running
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| He, he saw the end was coming
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| But now the story takes a turn
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| She wakes up and her sheets are burning
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| Head down against the fire
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| Now, now, now the table turns
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| She won’t learn
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| Sleep to love and your bed starts burning
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| So close to midnight
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| Idlewild you don’t know
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| You never need to
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| Here we lie
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| High and dry
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| The world will never see you 'till you open your eyes
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| Say goodnight
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| Kill the light
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| The world will never hear you tonight
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| Idlewild
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| Idlewild
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| I thought that we were good together
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| I thought that we could weather the weather
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| Whether or not that wise is the word for us
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| That high hopes are only there because, because
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| Because I thought the only thing between us
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| Was something shallow not a river so deep (we see us)
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| Dredge up the wreckage our parents left us
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| Lay it on the banks to rot and fester
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| Now it’s (scarlet and) hanging like a death star
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| And Gretna Green dark and Manchester
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| I don’t want to hear it now
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| Here we lie
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| High and dry
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| The world will never see you 'till you open your eyes
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| Say goodnight, kill the light
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| The world will never hear you tonight
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| Idlewild
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| Idlewild
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| Kill the light
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| Idlewild |