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So I guess it’s true,
You do what you do,
Even when your back hurts.
And living round here,
You’re born with the fear,
You’re born running backwards.
Depends if you’re quick,
Depends if you think,
That you’re gonna prosper.
So I guess it’s true,
You do what you do,
Whatever it costs you.
The curtain is closed,
So onward you go,
A new way of living.
And cold as you are,
It’s never too far,
Back to the beginning.
So I guess it’s true,
You do what you do.
The song that I’m singing,
Was written for you,
But you never knew.
Good on you for grinning.
Harsh wind, how I miss you now.
Sea salt in my lungs and mouth.
Oh, what a glorious way to see.
Oh, what a horrible place to be alone.
Can I have a lift?
Will you grant a wish?
I’ll take any outcome.
A home that you knew,
A home that kept you,
Don’t think that you have one anymore.
So, you’re reading the signs,
As the train rattles by,
Will you ever stop moving?
Take a part of yourself,
Put it up on a shelf,
And crack on with whatever it is you were doing.
Harsh wind, how I miss you now.
Sea salt in my lungs and mouth.
Oh, what a glorious way to see.
Oh, what a horrible place to be alone.
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