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There's a time only truth buys |
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In the early small hours of the morning |
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When you brushed the sleep from my eyes |
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And told me stories |
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Electricity |
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The day scrapes the sidewalk |
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Sugar turns to salt |
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Talk is cheap |
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A half-remembered glance from a dirty window |
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I want to take a little walk |
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In the cool night air and see |
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Which way the wind blows |
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There's another side to the city |
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A life within a life unknown |
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Like blood in the veins of a body it flows |
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Down the alley nobody knows |
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Checkpoint charlie |
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Eyes from a garbage can |
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Reveal the man |
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Is on his toes |
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I want to take a little walk |
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In the cool night air and see |
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Which way the wind blows |
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I want to take a little walk |
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In the cool night air and see |
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Which way the wind blows |
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She gives a sky feeling to the night |
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Waiting 'til you weaken for a moment |
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She'll buy the diamonds |
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If you'll buy the pearls |
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For the moment |
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Electricity |
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The night lights a candle |
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Love turns to fire |
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I want to take a little walk |
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In the cool night air and see |
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Which way the wind blows |
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There's another time to the city |
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A time within a time undone |
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You can untie a knot |
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You can break a deal |
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You can sell what you bought |
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A cut will heal |
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A bone will mend |
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A road will bend |
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Street light blinding |
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Headlight shining |
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Take a little walk |
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In the cool night air and see |
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Which way the wind blows |