| North was somewhere years ago and cold
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| Ice locked the people’s hearts and made them old
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| South was birth to pleasant lands, but dry
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| I walked the waters' depths and played my mind
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| East was dawn, coming alive in the golden sun
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| The winds came gently, several heads became one
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| In the summertime, though august people sneered
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| We were at peace, and we cheered
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| We walked along, sometimes hand in hand
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| Between the thin lines marking sea and sand
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| Smiling very peacefully
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| We began to notice that we could be free
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| And we moved together
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| To the West
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| West is where all days will someday end
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| Where the colours turn from grey to gold
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| And you can be with the friends
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| And light flakes the golden clouds above
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| West is Mike and Susie
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| West is where I love
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| There we shall spend our final days of our lives
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| Tell the same old stories
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| Yeah, well, at least we tried
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| So into the West, smiles on our faces, we’ll go
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| Oh, yes, and our apologies to those
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| Who’ll never really know the way
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| We’re refugees, walking away from the life
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| That we’ve known and loved
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| Nothing to do nor say, nowhere to stay
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| Now we are alone
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| We’re refugees, carrying all we own
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| In brown bags, tied up with string
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| Nothing to think, it doesn’t mean a thing
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| But we can be happy on our own
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| West is Mike and Susie
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| West is Mike and Susie
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| West is where I love
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| West is refugees' home |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Refugees (BBC Peel Session) , by - Van Der Graaf Generator. Song from the album The Box, in the genre Прогрессивный рок