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We've gone post electric |
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I've written down the concept |
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It's casual to deny |
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Along sentimental lines |
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A little bronze age eclectic |
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And born for the first time |
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Returning to the tried and tested methods |
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Keep it modern and alive |
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I took it as a warning sign |
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When the heavens clouded over |
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I've got to keep it in sight |
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It's the reason for me |
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Being in the morning light |
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To have a clear, clear vision |
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Despite all the things |
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I'm toldBroken down and homesick |
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To hide the disappointment |
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Because a fortunate life |
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Holds no surprise |
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When you're looking for distinction |
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And what it brings |
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Then it's an easy climb to find |
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A worthwhile reason |
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When you're looking for a warning sign |
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An inhibited persona |
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Into the lines of empty sky |
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They're richer than my feelings |
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For the morning light |
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To have a clear, clear vision |
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Despite all the things |
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I'm told |
