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Summermoors

	You used to say that this town was built in a wrong place
	I could always feel something was strange – such a strong taste
	You were so much in love with her that it drew you away
	To chasing shadows out across the moors on an August day
	So follow them down past the church where she lies
	Pennistone Fell and the path to the skies
	Ch: They only said that you’d gone again
	Maybe this time not coming back
	Just another setting sun
	Lost to the world, lost to the world
	You were always trying to understand where the heart goes
	With the ghosts rushing through the grass as the wind blows
	You were so much in love with her that it drew you away
	For what is real and what is make-believe – well, who is to say?
	So follow her down past the stone where she lies
	Penistone Fell and the path to the skies
	Ch: They only said that you’d gone again
	Maybe this time not coming back
	Just another setting sun
	Lost to the world, lost to the world

	You used to say that this town was built in a wrong place
	I could always feel something was strange such a strong taste
	You were so much in love with her that it drew you away
	To chasing shadows out across the moors on an August day
	So follow them down past the church where she lies
	Pennistone Fell and the path to the skies
	Ch: They only said that you' d gone again
	Maybe this time not coming back
	Just another setting sun
	Lost to the world, lost to the world
	You were always trying to understand where the heart goes
	With the ghosts rushing through the grass as the wind blows
	You were so much in love with her that it drew you away
	For what is real and what is makebelieve well, who is to say?
	So follow her down past the stone where she lies
	Penistone Fell and the path to the skies
	Ch: They only said that you' d gone again
	Maybe this time not coming back
	Just another setting sun
	Lost to the world, lost to the world