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Holiday quiet on these streets, except for some stubborn leaves |
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That didn't fall with the fall and now they clatter in vain |
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Holiday sky, midnight clear, wind is high, hard to steer |
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Old muffler rumbles like an old fighter plane |
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In search of some rest, in search of a break |
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From a life of tests where something's always at stake |
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Where something's always so far |
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What about my broken car? |
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What about my life so far? |
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What about my dream? |
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What about? |
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What about everything? |
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What about aeroplanes? |
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And what about ships that drank the sea? |
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What about? |
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What about the moon and stars? |
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What about soldier battle scars |
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And all the anger that they eat? |
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I am not in need |
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Get away and come with me |
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Come away with me and we'll see |
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If I was right on that night, that a future was made |
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Before time takes each year, like a knife cuts it clear |
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It's school, then work and then life that just sharpens the blade |
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I think about time for fun, I think about time for play |
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Then I think about being done, with no resume |
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With no one left to blame |
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What about fortune and fame? |
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What about your love to obtain? |
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What about the ring? |
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What about? |
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What about everything? |
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What about aeroplanes? |
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And what about ships that drank the sea? |
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What about? |
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What about the moon and stars? |
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What about soldier battle scars |
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And all the anger that they eat? |
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I am not in need |
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Holiday quiet on these streets, except for some reason me |
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The hometown harbor lights bright, the sailboats clatter in vain |
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Holiday sky, midnight clear, wind is high on this pier |
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I find it hard to complain when compared with what about |
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What about everything? |
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What about aeroplanes? |
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And what about ships that drank the sea? |
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What about? |
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What about the moon and stars? |
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What about soldier battle scars |
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And all the anger that they eat? |
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What about? |
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What about aliens? |
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What about you and me and |
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What about gold beneath the sea? |
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What about? |
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What about when buildings fall? |
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What about that midnight phone call? |
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The one that wakes you from your peace |
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Well, I am not, I am not, I am not in need |
