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Tonight the |
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tonight the hills are watching her |
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as she runs towards the sea |
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yeah she runs so she'll be free |
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And of all the friends and enemies shes made along the way |
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they are no where in her thoughts |
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as she dives beneath the waves |
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And he's the one that you've seen sometimes on T.V. |
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and his shirt is on the ground |
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while he's tackled by police |
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and the parcel that he throws across the bridge into the creek |
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it'll flow towards the sea |
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it will meet with her tommorow |
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No place, |
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some time |
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we'll clear |
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our eyes |
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and when |
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you're down |
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I'll come around |
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And all the |
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places she's been along the way |
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flames are licking at their walls |
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night glows with their remains |
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From far away the animals come gather round to see |
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but she knows not how they feel |
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and she knows not what it means |
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When she was young we'd ask her what she'd like to be |
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and she'd close her eyes and dream... |
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...now we're nowhere in her thoughts |
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as she dives beneath the waves. |
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A place |
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I've found |
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could be |
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all ours |
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but I've seen |
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where you |
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would rather be. |
