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Baby come down to the bottom of the stairs |
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There's a reflection I want you to see |
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Our history and loneliness has defeated our devices |
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Lady come down, it's time to stop and stare |
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There's a successor I want you to meet |
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His misery and loneliness have exceeded expectations |
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But still we fall down |
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Look at the stars, they're getting younger |
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Look at your pain, you're getting older |
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Not feeling right but always hoping for more |
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I'm gonna tumble to the centre of the square |
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There's a triangle I wanted to see |
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The fog has cast a shadow homeward |
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We're losing our direction |
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So forget the whole thing |
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Look at the stars, they're getting younger |
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Look at your pain, you're getting older |
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Not feeling right but always hoping for more |