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There's a hole in the roof |
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And the dust that's pouring through |
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Means you want to build |
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The world again from scratch |
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'Cause nothing moved means nothing found |
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But there's a sadness in the sound |
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As the walls crack |
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And the scenes change so fast |
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If you had a hammer |
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You would knock the whole thing down |
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But tell me how you'll build again |
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With what is left of all you've spent? |
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Beware the time in your life |
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When you feel you have to fight |
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And you know your words |
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No longer mean enough |
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There's not a whisper to be found |
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As you're marching to the sound |
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Of the wheels turn |
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And the walls tumble down |
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If you had a hammer |
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You could knock this whole thing down |
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But tell me will you build again |
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When all is lost and all is spent? |
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Knock things down to start again |
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So you tear it up to find escape |
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You'd do anything just to bring this down |
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Call it a sinking ship. You set the sun |
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You want a way out you're begging for it |
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There's no chance of your escape |
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You'd buy your way out, sell everything |
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But there's nothing left of all we've built |
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If you had a hammer |
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You could knock this whole thing down |
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But tell me will you build again |
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When all is lost and all is spent? |
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Oh, if you had a dollar |
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You would hide yourself away |
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But in your silence find some sense |
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That there is no one else to lame |
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I found you out, you set the sun |
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Falling far |
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I found you out, you set the sun |
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There's no way out |
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I found you out and inside the sun |
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I found you out, I found you out |
