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The sun's setting right by my house |
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And it's turning all red on the iron ore |
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I watch it almost every dusk |
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And I never felt this before |
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I met everybody at least twice |
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And I've hit another social wall |
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How could so much empty space |
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Make a planet feel this small? |
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[Chorus]: |
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With dust and clay! [?] (With dust and clay!] |
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With dust and clay! [?] |
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Is anybody else [?] |
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And I'm never going, never going home |
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With dust and clay! [?] (Don't you know that I) |
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With dust and clay! [?] (Don't you know that I) |
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Something like I had before [?] |
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[Chorus] |
