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Dear Justin, I know it's been a long time |
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Remember all those nights we spent sitting up talking in your front room |
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About leaving this worn out world and starting again far away in a better place |
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Well that's where I am now - but still thinking about you |
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Ch: I'm never going back there |
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I'm never going back to the bad old world |
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I was travelling with Laurel way up on the north coast |
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She's got family living up here in a nearby town |
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We found a piece of land that looks out towards |
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the north sea islands across the bay |
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And the sun is shining on the water today as I look out of our front door |
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Ch: I'm never going back there |
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I'm never going back to the bad old world |
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Are you still scared of the future? Well, that doesn't surprise me |
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You could come up and stay here a while, back off from the killing wheel |
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I used to think it was me who'd somehow sold out |
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or given in on some almighty cause, |
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But what difference would it make? It feels good to be out here. |
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Ch: I'm never going back there |
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I'm never going back to the bad old world |