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When I close my eyes
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I can see for miles
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Theres comfort in my dark scene
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And chaos in the isles
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These eyes are not your eyes
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And these eyes are not
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The colour that
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Could minimise my pain
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Now I was not around
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When those eyes of yours
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Decided to
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Never chose to kneel before
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The sun could touch the sea
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When I close my eyes
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I remember why I smile
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Under my umbrella
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I've accomplished exile
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These eyes are not your eyes
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And these eyes are
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Not the colour that
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Could minimise my pain
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Now I was not around
|
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When those eyes of yours
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Decided to
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Never chose to kneel before
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The sun could touch the sea
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If this is right
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I'd rather be wrong
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If this is sight
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I'd rather be blind
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These eyes are not your eyes
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And these eyes are
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Not the colour that
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Could minimise my pain
|
Now I was not around
|
When those eyes of yours
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Decided to
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Never chose to kneel before
|
The sun could touch the sea
|
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If this is right
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I'd rather be wrong
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If this is sight
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I'd rather be blind
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under my umbrella
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| incubus |
