| Ribbons of love, please keep me true sane
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| Until I reach home on the morrow
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| Never, never to wander again
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| I’m weak and I’m weary of sorrow
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| London to Dublin, Australia to Perth
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| I gazed at your sky, I tasted your earth
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| Sung out my heart for what it was worth
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| Never again shall I ramble
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| There’s nowhere left in this world where to go
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| My arms, my legs, they’re a-trembling
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| Thoughts both clouded and blue as the sky
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| Not even worth the remembering
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| Now, as I stumble and reel to my bed
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| All that I’ve done, all that I’ve said
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| Means nothing to me, I’d soon as be dead
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| All of this world be forgotten
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| No words of comfort, no words of advice
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| Nothing to offer a stranger
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| Gone the love, gone the spite
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| It just doesn’t matter no longer
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| My sky’s getting far; |
| the ground’s getting close
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| My self going crazy, the way that it does
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| I’ll lie on my pillow and sleep if I must
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| Too late to wish I’d been stronger
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| Too late to wish I’d been stronger |