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Stevie said now don't look round they're watching us |
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Two girls in the corner of that dodgy club |
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And the grey eyes, the storm |
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That I've come to know and wish for |
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Before I caught a breath, well, |
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She was standing there. |
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We walked the streets of our town just talking |
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And the dawn broke grey |
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And freezing through the deserted blocks |
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Just when your life is stale |
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And there's reason there for everything |
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Something comes to kick you up inside |
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Eleven sweet years and no nearer home |
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A hundred thousands miles through this battle zone |
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Still high on the wire above the hollow darkness |
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Trying not to look down |
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No Rest for the wicked is still how it goes |
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Twisted up and turning in my bed alone |
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And separation pains like a blunted amputation |
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Pushing endless coins in the telephone |
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Eleven sweet years and no nearer home |
| [01:40.18] |
A hundred thousands miles through this battle zone |
| [01:43.28] |
|
| [01:44.15] |
Still high on the wire above the hollow darkness |
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Trying not to look down |
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We try not to look down |
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So rest in these open arms |
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And lie until they come for you |
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And tell me everything you've ever felt, |
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Tell me everything you want to see . . . |
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Forever running even when we are standing still |
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Driven on and fired up as the whirlwinds blow |
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And shouting out inside "I'm proud of you, |
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I'm proud of you" |
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Ten thousand footsteps echo down the Brixton Road |
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Eleven sweet years and no nearer home |
| [02:49.39] |
A hundred thousands miles through this battle zone |
| [02:53.45] |
Still high on the wire above the hollow darkness |
| [02:57.65] |
Trying not to look down |
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We try not to look down |
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We try not to look down |
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We try not to look down |