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Walk inside, gets noticed
Fears conspire, they won't go away
And I know, and I see, you'll be breaking hearts again
You break me gently
Break me gently
Break me gently
Break my fall in vain
Pain won't go, rest in peace
And I look, and I see, you could be breaking souls again
And I see me, break me gently
Break me gently
Break me gently
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Bad snow freeze my throat
And numbs my soul
Eats me whole to pick me up
That's where you know
Free to go
You call the Jones
Makes me old before I'm old
It's all you love
Deep inside I know you love
The less the I seem to know you love
Bad snow numbs my throat
And leaves me dry leaves me dry
Leaves me barely whole
Down to the wire
Rock gone cold
You caught a cold
Like so many times before its all you
love
Deep inside I go you love
The less the I seem to know you love
Here now, deep inside I go
Here now
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Back, I'm back in town
In which we're stuck, I couldn't get
out
And that old man, will soon be us
Now if we're too late
Not if we can't escape
All of my time,
you were on my mind
And all of my thoughts,
you're so hard to find
And your shadow, it lay across his life
Time, a time in the past
We couldn't care less, wanted to live
fast
And our old house, I can't find
'Cause it ain't there
'Cause it ain't there, it's gone
All of my time,
you were on my mind
And all of my love,
you're so hard to find
And your shadow, it lay across my life,
my life
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Drive with me,
do the things you won't believe
Drive with me,
past the city and down to sea
Crushing Dreams
Leave me be, I cannot sleep
Drive with me,
do the things you won't believe
Drive with me,
past the city and down to sea
Crushing Dreams
Leave me be, I cannot sleep
Oh, it's the pain
It's ingrained in me
Oh, soothe my pain
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On the day the bailiffs came
Took the keys away, took their home
away
And honestly, they feel the shame
They couldn't forsee it, they couldn't
believe it
And in the hills, looked over fields
It's such a secret, and who would
believe it
It's a great day for the valleys
It's a great day for them all
She takes her time, sings all alone
No-one believed her
She made the tea, left all the keys
She's such a seeker, and no-one
believed her
It's a great day for the valleys
It's a great day for them all
It's a great day, it's a new day
For them all
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Fuck Longsight
And Levenshulme
Same goes for Stockport and Hulme
We doing alright
Just post-house blues
Cos this is northenden in the afternoon
The kids are deranged
They love guns and kidnap
Thats just the way we do things here
The day dies down
Not a moment too soon
Under the northenden afternoon
Northenden afternoon
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I hit the ground with the running at last
I didn't stop to look behind
Yeah, bad times are all in the past
I hit the ground with the running at last, all right
Ooooh, Yeah!
Ooooh, Yeah!
I hit the ground with the running at last
I said I can't wait to get in a car
Your foot's down, the city's so far
You're past the suburbs and speeding so fast
I hit the ground running at last
Ooooh, Yeah!
Ooooh, Yeah!
I hit the ground running at last
The light's still spinning upon your eyes
I hit the brakes, it's the end of line
You're way past the suburbs and speeding so fast
I hit the ground running at last
Ooooh, Yeah!
Ooooh, Yeah!
I hit the ground with the running at last
I hit the ground with the running at last
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Heigh ho! Who is there?
No one but me, my dear.
Please come say, How do?
The things I'll give to you.
A stroke as gentle as a feather
I'll catch a rainbow from the sky
And tie the ends together.
Heigh ho! I am here
Am I not young and fair?
Please come say, How do?
The things I'll show to you.
Would you have a wond'rous sight
The midday sun at midnight?
Fair maid, white and red,
Comb you smooth and stroke your head
How a maid can milk a bull!
And every stroke a bucketful.
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If you should fall
If you should fall
far from grace
If you should call
on him
wake up to the music again
you can feel sunlight
in your eyes
living is so useless 'round here
the city's so dangerous
on your own
how beauty dies young
but if you should fall
oh, if you should flow
from grace
how beauty
beauty fades
if you should fold
if you should fail
far from grace
far from grace
oh, oh beauty
you could know
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Inside is
A heart of summer soul
Don't let them
Take it away
Cause inside
Something solid gold
So don't let them
Throw it away
Words they meant nothing
So you can't hurt me
I said words they mean nothing
So you can't stop me
I said your eyes, they say nothing
So you can't hurt me
On summer days like these
I said words they mean nothing
So you can't hurt me
Follow
Your own path from here
So don't listen
To what they say
Cause inside
You have a heart of gold
So don't let them
Take this away
Words they meant nothing
So you can't hurt me
On summer days like these
I said words they mean nothing
So you can't stop me
I said your eyes, they say nothing
So you can't fault me
I said words they mean nothing
So you can't hurt me
Inside
A heart of pure soul
A sun rising
And falling away, like your soul
Cause here comes
Something wonderful
So don't let them
Throw it away
Words they meant nothing
So you can't hurt me
On summer days like these
I said words they mean nothing
So you can't stop me
On summer days like these
I said your eyes, they say nothing
So you can't stop me
On summer days like these
I said words they mean nothing
So you can't hurt me
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They're throwing rocks and paving stones
So let's go while we can
Put your finger on the map
Who cares where it lands
Cause we're all better off in New York
On the road and out of town
We're moving on again
Everything they say is true
This city is insane
Every possibility
Nothing's left to chance
They're throwing rocks and paving stones
Who says it has to last
On the run
Till we're caught in New York
Cause we're all better dead
Than be caught
Maybe best not to talk
Till New York
Cause we're all better off
In New York
On the run
Till we're caught in New York
Cause we're all better off
In New York
On the run
Till we're caught
In New York
On the run
Till we're caught
In New York
On the run
Till we're caught
In New York
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Moonshine
I'm waiting for a love that never comes
Moonshine
Wishing for a time that never was
I'm waiting for a time
For truth to call
I'm waiting for a sign
To show me all
I'm waiting for my love
Moonshine
Drinking to a love that's gone on by
Moonshine
Look into the stars as cars go by
I'm waiting for a time
For truth to call
I'm waiting for a sign
To show me all
I'm waiting for my love
I'm waiting for a time
For truth to call
I'm waiting for a sign
To show me all
I'm waiting for my love
Waiting for my love
Waiting for my love
Moonshine
I'm waiting for a love that never comes
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Fate
Brought you
Brought you next to ghosts
They
Talk in code
Looking for the way out
I hope, I hope
I hope you want to live a day
And learn to cope
I hope you find what matters
Through the streets and on your own
Almost lost and almost gone
We'll be looking all we can
We'll be searching for the sulphur man
Pills stop you
Stopped you feeling life
Fall
Into a home
Sympathy and all
A soul in tatters
A soul as black as coal
I hope, I hope
I wish you could find what matters
Through the streets and on your own
Almost lost and almost home
We'll be looking all we can
We'll be looking for the sulphur man
Through the streets and on your own
Almost lost and almost home
We'll be looking all we can
We'll be searching for the sulphur man
Through the streets and on your own
Almost lost and almost home
We'll be looking all we can
We'll be searching for the sulphur man
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I was thinking about what you said
I was thinking about shame
The funny thing how you said
Cause it's better not to stay
Sure enough if you feel nothing
You're better off this way
Gets to the point where you can't breathe
It's the last word
I can see it standing
So here we are
At the last broadcast
Here we are
Our last broadcast
Sun on faces made us feel alive
The colours of the sky
Southern trees, made us enemies
Who knows the reason why?
You can't escape yourself
You can't just fall away
It comes to the point when you feel nothing
This is the last time
Cause I can see it in your eyes
So here we are
At the last broadcast
Here we are
Our last broadcast
This is
The last broadcast
Here we are
Our last broadcast
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I want you to know this
My anger's all but done
Sweet Lord
I swear I've seen the darkness
Sweet Lord
I swear I've seen some pain
Satellites ahead
So hold on
Satellites I said
So come on
Here comes a strange cargo
Here comes a light that leaves out of here
Sweet Lord
All I've known is badness
Sweet Lord
All I've known is pain
Satellites ahead
So hold on
Satellites I said
So come on
For seven nights I slept
Hold on
The satellites ahead
So come on
I want you to notice
My anger's all but done
And all I've known is madness
Satellites ahead
So hold on
For seven nights I slept
So come on
So hold on
So come on
So hold on
So come on
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