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1. |
| 3:02 | ||||
Walking out into the dark
Cutting out a different path Lead by your beating heart All the people of the town Cast their eyes right to the ground In matters of the heart The night was all you had You ran into the night from all you had Found yourself a path upon the ground You ran into the night you can't be found But this is your heart Can you feel it Can you feel it Pumps through your veins Can you feel it Can you feel it Summer evening breezes blew Drawing voices deep from you Lead by your beating heart What a year and what a night What terrifying final sights Put out your beating heart The night was all you had You ran into the night from all you had Found yourself a path upon the ground You ran into the night you can't be found But this is your heart Can you feel it Can you feel it Pumps through your veins Can you feel it Can you feel it If you had your gun would you shoot it at the sky why To see where it would fall will you come down at all If you had your gun would you shoot it at the sky why To see where your bullet would fall will you come down at all This is your heart Can you feel it Can you feel it Pumps through your veins Can you feel it Can you feel it This is your racing heart Can you feel it Can you feel it Pumps through your veins Can you feel it Can you feel it |
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2. |
| 3:24 | ||||
Oh I feel overjoyed
When you listen to my words I see them sinking in Oh I see them crawling underneath your skin Words are all we have We'll be talking We'll be talking These words are all we have We'll be talking And I hear you calling in the dead of night I hear you calling in the dead of night You lean towards despair Any given opportunity or dare But what is there to gain When you're always falling off the fence that way Words are all we have We'll be talking We'll be talking These words are all we have We'll be talking And I hear you calling in the dead of night Oh I hear you calling in the dead of night Oh I hear you calling in the dead of night Oh I hear you calling in the dead of night And I hear you calling in the dead of night Oh I hear you calling in the dead of night And I hear you calling in the dead of night Oh I hear you calling in the dead of night Oh I feel overjoyed When you listen to my words |
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3. |
| 4:03 | ||||
Things we lost to the flame
Things we'll never see again All that we've amassed Sits before us shattered into ash These are the things the things we lost The things we lost in the fire fire fire These are the things the things we lost The things we lost in the fire fire fire We sat and made a list Of all the things that we have Down the backs of table tops Ticket stubs and your diaries I read them all one day When loneliness came and you were away Oh they told me nothing new But I love to read the words you used These are the things the things we lost The things we lost in the fire fire fire These are the things the things we lost The things we lost in the fire fire fire I was the match and you were the rock Maybe we started this fire We sat apart and watched All we had burned on the pyre You said we were born with nothing And we sure as hell have nothing now You said we were born with nothing And we sure as hell have nothing now These are the things the things we lost The things we lost in the fire fire fire These are the things the things we lost The things we lost in the fire fire fire Do you understand that we'll never be the same again Do you understand that we'll never be the same again future's in our eyes and we'll never be the same again future's in our eyes and we'll never be the same again These are the things the things we lost The things we lost in the fire fire fire These are the things the things we lost The things we lost in the fire fire fire These are the things the things we lost The things we lost in the fire fire fire Flames they licked the walls Tenderly they turned to dust all that I adore |
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4. |
| 3:08 | ||||
How am I gonna get myself
back home Ay ay ay ay ay ay How am I gonna get myself back home Ay ay ay ay ay ay We are the last people standing At the end of the night We are the greatest pretenders In the cold morning light This is just another night And we've had many of them To the morning we're cast out But I know I'll land here again How am I gonna get myself back home Ay ay ay ay ay ay How am I gonna get myself back home Ay ay ay ay ay ay There's a light in the bedroom But it's dark Scattered around on the floor All my thoughts This is just another night And we've had many of them To the morning we're cast out But I know I'll land here again How am I gonna get myself back home Ay ay ay ay ay ay How am I gonna get myself back home Ay ay ay ay ay ay The birds are mocking me They call to be heard The birds are mocking me They curse my return How am I gonna get myself back home Ay ay ay ay ay ay How am I gonna get myself back home Ay ay ay ay ay ay How am I gonna get myself back home Ay ay ay ay ay ay How am I gonna get myself back home Ay ay ay ay ay ay I'm Lost |