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Nothing to explain |
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Whenever you're around me |
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The silence's still astounding |
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Unshadowed by distress or overcasting anger |
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We're lucky if the landslide hit's us hard on time; |
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Our rose-lipped youth is passing by |
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So easy that it's hard |
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Walking on a faultline,spending all the dreamtime |
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Waiting for the landslide to hit home |
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So those self-seeking satellites stop spinning 'round |
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And are forced to choose a different course |
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Who would wanna know? |
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If you're not gonna show |
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How the crazy gift of time takes it's toll |
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Impress me and say that you will put it straight |
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Wipe off the residue and clean the slate |
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Go get a grip before it's all too late |
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All and everythings at stake. |
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Too proud to let you know (nothing to explain) |
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I tried to prove you wrong (no need to complain) |
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But there's a consolation : |
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The gravity's increasing (nothing to explain whenever you're around me) |
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Since you've been around |
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The self-seeking satellites stopped spinning 'round |
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Can't find no joke to fend you off |
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Who would wanna know? |
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If you're not gonna show |
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How the crazy gift of time takes it's toll |
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Impress me and say that you will put it straight |
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Wipe off the residue and clean the slate |
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Go get a grip before it's all too late |
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All and everythings at stake: |
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More than anyone can take! |
