All of the voices,
| spelling it out.
| Where are the plans
| you're thinking about?
|
| Rest him assured
| it comes over night.
| Writing it down
| and tearing it up.
|
| If I could tell you,
| gradually,
| word by word,
| you take it from me.
|
| It would be over
| instantly.
| Landing us where you
| thought we would be.
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| Word By Word
| | Bombay Bicycle Club |
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