| 16th of June, nine 0-five, door bell rings
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| Man at the door says if I want to stay alive a bit longer
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| There’s a few things I need you to know
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| Three coming from a long line of travelling
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| Sales people on my mother’s side
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| I wasn’t gonna buy just anyone’s cockatoo
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| So why would I invite a complete stranger into my home
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| Would you?
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| These days are better than that
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| These days are better than that
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| Every day I die again, and again I’m reborn
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| Every day I have to find the courage
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| To walk out into the street
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| With arms out
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| Got a love you can’t defeat
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| Neither down or out
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| There’s nothing you have that I need
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| I can breathe breathe now
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| 16th of June, Chinese stocks are going up
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| And I’m coming down with some new Asian virus
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| Ju Ju man, Ju Ju man
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| Doc says you’re fine, or dying
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| Please
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| Nine 0-nine, St John Divine, on the line, my pulse is fine
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| But I’m running down the road like loose electricity
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| While the band in my head plays a striptease
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| The roar that lies on the other side of silence
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| The forest fire that is fear so deny it
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| Walk out into the street
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| Sing your heart out
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| The people we meet
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| Will not be drowned out
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| There’s nothing you have that I need
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| I can breathe
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| Breathe now
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| Yeah, yeah
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| We are people borne of sound
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| The songs are in our eyes
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| Gonna wear them like a crown
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| Walk out, into the sunburst street
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| Sing your heart out, sing my heart out
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| I’ve found grace inside a sound
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| I found grace, it’s all that I found
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| And I can breathe
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| Breathe now |