(Dick/Kelly/Mosley/Rothery/Trewavas)
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At that time of the night
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When streetlights throw crosses through window frames
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Paranoia roams where the shadows reign
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Oh, at that time of the night
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At that time of the night
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Your senses tangled in some new perfume
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Criticism triggers of a loaded room
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Oh, at that time of the night
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So if you ask me
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How do I feel inside
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I could honestly tell you
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We've been taken on a very long ride
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And if my owners let me have some free time some day
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With all good intention I would probably run away
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Clutching the short straw
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At that time of the night
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When questions rally in an open mind
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Summon all your answers with an ice cubes chime
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At that time of the night
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At that time of the night
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Pretend you're off the hook with the telephone
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Your confidence wounded in a free fire zone
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Oh, at that time of the night
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So if you ask me
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Where do I go from here
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My next destination even isn't really that clear
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So if you join me and get on your knees and prey
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I'll show you salvation
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We'll take the alternative way
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Clutching the short straw
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If I had enough money I'd buy a round for that boy over there
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A companion in my madness in the mirror the one with the silvery hair
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And if some kind soul could please pick up my tab
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And while they're at it if they could pick up my broken heart.
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Warm wet circles
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That Time Of The Night (The Short Straw)
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| Marillion |
