| There’s a needle in the sole of the city, it’s flying all around
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| Spray’s a fine mist over, and switches off the sound
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| I watch you as you slip away, I watch the sun go down
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| It’s such a perfect light here, here in my hometown
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| A calm is on the water, the air is very still
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| The sun it does not want to rise, it doesn’t have the will
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| The day is all hungover, it’s dirty and lowdown
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| And I am like a stranger, here in my hometown
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| And don’t you feel sometimes like
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| Walking away from the world
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| Walking away from the world
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| You always took your chances, you always threw the dice
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| You knew they were loaded, you came close once or twice
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| Voices kept on calling, come on, come on down
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| You never stood a chance here, here in my hometown
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| You loved the beginning, never ready for the end
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| You’ve been gone for years now, but I can still pretend
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| Nothing anyone could do, you lay your money down
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| Now I see you everywhere, here in my hometown
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| And don’t you feel sometimes like
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| Walking away from the world
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| Walking away from the world
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| You were in the pink chair, I saw into your eyes
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| Where would you like to be my love, you said paradise
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| I hope that is where you are, and you get to wear you crown
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| You left everything behind, here in my hometown
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| And don’t you feel sometimes like
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| Walking away from the world
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| Walking away from the world
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| There’s a needle in the sole of the city, watch out where you step
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| It’s everywhere you care to look, and not where you expect
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| I watch the day roll over, I watch the sun go down
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| It’s such a perfect light here, here in my hometown |