An agony waiting for someone to tell you to shut up
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But don't stop even if there's no moon to hold you
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Or any other lifeless rock
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I can tell you put all your hopes into the shoes you buy
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Your loneliness has feet that walk it's got wings that fly
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And it does sing a song
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Love doesn't belong to anyone
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They don't see the coffin only the nails their lights
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Too bright for your home movies
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They'll set you adrift disappointed and starving
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But never as hungry as the sharks
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Your desperate suit made out of puppet strings
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doesn't last very long
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Desperate in the quiet
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you're sinking below mouthing the words to some
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Old sixties song, a quiet song
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Love doesn't belong to anyone
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When you're finally silenced and led into alleys
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And led into dark corners where no one can hear
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Where what you say doesn't lead anywhere
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but darker corners of your fear
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There must be more to it
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than the pilgrim's hateful dream of love and peace
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I know I've had that vision too
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An old key on a rusty chain of keys
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A key that turns you your whole life long
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Love doesn't belong to anyone
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Love Doesn't Belong
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| American Music Club |
