Falling from high places, falling through lost spaces,
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Now that we're lonely, now that there's nowhere to go.
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Watching from both sides, these clock towers burning up,
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I lost my time here, I lost my patience with it all.
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And we lost faith, in the arms of love.
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Where you been hiding lately, where you been hiding from the news?
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Cause we've been fighting lately, we've been fighting with the wolves.
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With the wolves. With the wolves.
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Red tongues and hands.
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Falling from high places, falling through lost spaces,
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Now that we're lonely, now that we're so far from home.
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Watching from both sides, these towers been tumbling down,
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I lost my mind here, I lost my patience with the lord.
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Oh, with the lord
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And we lost faith, oh in the arms of love
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(Love love love)
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Where you been hiding lately, where you been hiding from the news?
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Cause we've been fighting lately, we've been fighting with the wolves.
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With the wolves. With the wolves.
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Red tongues and hands.
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Oh, we lost faith in the arms of love.
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(Love love love love love love)
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Red tongues and hands.
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The Wolves
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| Ben Howard |
