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There are a million reasons why this should work |
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So, like a fire, this season’s gonna hurt |
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As you look away these eyes begin to burn
Yeah, |
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for a long long night I twist and turn |
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Discovering things, quite plain, unseen before |
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Drinking in water not for sale in stores |
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To be with or without you, I cannot afford
Under this heat I twist and change my form |
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And these are the tales of love and loss and love |
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We are a weary field of flowers crushed |
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And we are all children without a dad or mum |
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We are all looking for our descending dove |
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So unscrew your hinges, scrape away the moss |
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This is the day that love will follow loss |
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And with trumpets and harps, give your chains a final toss |
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We will not fold to bribes of candy floss
Or to boys who don’t even care about us |
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And these are the tales of love and loss and love |
| [02:47.01] |
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We are a weary field of flowers crushed |
| [02:53.34] |
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| [02:53.46] |
And we are all children without a dad or mum |
| [02:58.79] |
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| [02:59.83] |
We are all looking for our descending dove |
| [03:05.50] |
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| [03:05.64] |
And these are the tales of love and loss and love |
| [03:10.90] |
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We are a weary field of flowers crushed |
| [03:17.22] |
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| [03:17.34] |
And we are all children without a dad or mum |
| [03:22.60] |
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We are all looking for our descending dove |
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