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Living as an angel in the |
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Place that I was born |
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Living on air |
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Living in heaven |
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Giving the lie down, the line |
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To the |
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There's my heaven |
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And I know |
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Which way the wind blows |
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Sisters Of Mercy |
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In nineteen fifty-nine |
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Which way the wind blows |
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In nineteen fifty-nine |
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And the wind blows still |
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And the wind blows wild again |
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For a little child an never kill this clean |
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This way |
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And it feels like me today |
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Tell me |
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Do you feel the same? |
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Isabelle? |
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Or do you feel like nineteen fifty-nine? |
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And the wind blows wild again |
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And the wind blows wild |
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In nineteen fifty-nine |
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In fifty-nine |
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Isabelle |
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Do you, do you fell the same? |
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Come with me |
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Like a little child |
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Like another gun |
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Like homeless, restless, known to none, like |
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Way beyond the line |
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Like it never was |
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In nineteen fifty-nine |
