Ion square, perspex swings
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I breathe out, you breathe in
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Permanent midnight
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Our love, our love
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How we've come to depend
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On each other to the end
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The space between us has disappeared
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You finish my, you finish my words for me
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I remember how it began
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So many great days in a row
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Barefoot on Bishopsgate
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Trying to find Blake's grave
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If we could stay like this in a silver foil
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Trapped in amber for a life
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Permanent midnight
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Our love, our love
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I carry your heart here with me
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I carry it in my heart
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I carry your heart with me
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I carry it in my heart
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Who said unbroken happiness
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Is a bore, is a bore?
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Who said it, my love? I don't mind it
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Anymore, anymore
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And I reach out a hand over your side of the bed
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Pull that blanket over your shoulders exposed to the night
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And the hunger of those early years will never return
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But I don't mind, I don't mind
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'Cause I love my mind when I'm fucking you
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Slowed down to a crawl
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Years of crime and the bread line
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Have not at all dimmed your shine
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So let's stay in, let the sofa be our car
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Let's stay in, let the TV be our stars
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I found my dancing shoes but they don't fit
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All the bright lights do is bore me
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They bore me
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They bore me
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I carry your heart here with me
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I carry it in my heart
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I carry your heart with me
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I carry it in my heart
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Ion Square
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| Bloc Party |
