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Strange days have found us. |
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Strange days have tracked us down. |
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They're going to destroy |
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Our casual joys. |
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We shall go on playing or find another town. |
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Strange eyes fill strange rooms. |
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Voices will signal their tired end. |
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The hostess is grinning. |
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Her guests sleep from sinning. |
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Hear me talk of sin and you know this is it. |
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Strange days have found us |
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And through their strange hours |
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We linger alone, |
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Bodies confused, memories misused, |
| [02:50.79] |
As we run from the day |
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To a strange night of stone. |
