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Overland the desert sands are born |
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An all too brief exchange |
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The details somehow got waylaid |
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Neither of us were born to be leaders |
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But you made the first move to escape |
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Closer than me to the equator |
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I looked you up on graph paper |
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Not as close as we once were, oh no. |
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Undeterred, a man of words was born |
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Your vocation came |
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You found your target and took aim |
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Take me to where bodies glide |
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Graceful underneath the waves |
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Closer than me to the equator |
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I looked you up on graph paper |
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Not as close as we once were, no. |
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Not as close as we once were, no. |
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I thought I saw your older sister |
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I was gonna ask after you |
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West of Suez, East of Britain |
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I was gonna ask after you |
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'Cause she looked so much like you |
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I meant to ask after you. |
