| The rumour has died down
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| It lies lifeless on the floor
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| No need to look for movements in the shadows anymore
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| Light pours through the window
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| Good news through your door
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| There are no more bitter pills in this house to swallow
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| Tonight has disappeared
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| Good morning, it’s tomorrow
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| Everyone agrees it was all a big mistake
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| Everything you’ve ever wanted is yours freely to take
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| You’ve got air to blow the candles, strength to cut the cake
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| Relax your shoulders now, you’ve escaped the gallow
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| Tonight has disappeared
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| Good morning, it’s tomorrow
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| All illusions of grandeur stand exposed in full view
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| Your carriage is a pumpkin and you’ve lost your crystal shoe
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| But when he kisses you in your rags you know your love is true
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| Go get what you deserve and bring back what you’ve borrowed
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| Tonight has disappeared
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| Good morning, it’s tomorrow
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| Left alone, with the bugs in your bed
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| The cold visions of night howling against your head
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| Black outside the window and in your eyes a crying red
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| The plot is getting thicker and the promises ring hollow
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| When you hear the piper calling, you feel your body follow
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| There’s a place at the table, a good seed in the furrow
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| Tonight has disappeared
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| Good morning, it’s tomorrow |