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The last word
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is the lost word
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Why don't you say so
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I sleep light
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on these shores tonite
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I live light on these shores
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Elevation... don't go to my head
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Now you give me no trouble
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and you give me no help
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It is the clown
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that works so well
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I sleep light on these shores tonite.
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I live light on these shores.
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Elevation don't go to my head
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Our lips are sealed our breath is burning
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These cold wild seas have left us turning
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But I sleep light on these shores tonite
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I live light on these shores
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Elevation
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