A light shines off in the distance
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A pale flickering glow
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How many times
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do I have to dream that I could be there
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The time is here
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and she won't be waiting
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for me to find the easy way out
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I've lost count of the days that were wasted
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There's an answer in the sound of a train
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There is wisdom past the bridge on the bay
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There's a lifetime through the fog, in the rain
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there's a beauty in walking away
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I float on the streets that are empty
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take the path that the wind only knows
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Tonight is the last time that I'll ever be here
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be here
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There's an answer in the sound of a train
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there is wisdom past the bridge on the bay
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There's a lifetime through the fog, in the rain
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there's a beauty in walking away
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It's never quite simple, it's never that safe
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it never seems perfect until it's too late
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It's never the right time to find a new way
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There's an answer in the sound of a train
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there is wisdom past the bridge on the bay
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There's a lifetime through the fog, in the rain
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there's a beauty
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There's an answer in the sound of a train
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there is wisdom past the bridge on the bay
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There's a lifetime through the fog, in the rain
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there's a beauty in walking away
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Beauty in Walking Away
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| Marie Digby |
