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Janie hates all our faces |
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But wipes her hand of any trace of |
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A cross that bring you downwards |
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She's always looked out for you |
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And mother packs your weekly lunches |
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And folds your clothes in tight, clean bunches |
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Wipes her eyes from weeping |
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at the thought that you'd be leaving |
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But brother, don't you play the story |
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Of the boy who had it all but seen nothing |
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|
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Santa Cruz, where will you go? |
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Now it's time for leaving |
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Santa Cruz, where will you go? |
| [01:21.71] |
Now it's time for leaving |
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|
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The ash was burnt into the carpet, |
| [01:31.26] |
You lose your mind when you try to force it |
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You're so up all you'd see |
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Was that we were underneath |
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And all the beauty only rendered special |
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When you burn the skin and board the vessel |
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When daylight asks you questions |
| [01:56.28] |
You've only got your silence |
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But brother, did you hear the story |
| [02:09.67] |
Of a boy who had it all but seen nothing |
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|
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Santa Cruz, where will you go? |
| [02:32.82] |
Now it's time for leaving |
| [02:38.26] |
Santa Cruz, where will you go? |
| [02:49.54] |
Now it's time for leaving |
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|
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And outside, you'll find the only road you've ever known |
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Without street lights now and ghosts take you by the throat |
| [03:12.90] |
Through the games you played, don't you know? |
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That I'd be ready |
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|
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Santa Cruz, where will you go? |
| [03:43.62] |
Now it's time for leaving |
| [03:49.27] |
Santa Cruz, where will you go? |
| [04:00.47] |
Now it's time for leaving |
