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So I find you there again, shipwrecked on the backstep, and laughing. |
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I'm talking to the screen, and your mind's eye, another restless daydream. |
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That you find easier than truth, and bigger than the days, that you've been livin' through. |
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And now you're there with your senses blown open wide, and you're tied down watching 'til you're hypnotised. |
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And you know that you'll be awake again sometime. |
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And out of this, you're still alive. |
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Sitting by the side, of the railway line. |
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Nowhere else to be. |
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And changing with the light, the edges are things, you only think you see. |
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And now you're there with your senses blown open wide, and you're tied down watching 'til you're hypnotised. |
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And you know that you'll run and ground again sometime. |
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And get out of this, still alive. |
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Still alive. |
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Still alive. |
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Get outta this, get outta this, get outta this, still alive. |
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Get outta this, get outta this, get outta this, still alive. |
