And though you'd like to hear a song
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That sings everything's all right
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The temperature is warm
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The fire horses sleep
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So gently comes the night
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You close your eyes and stare
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The ground they're on is bare
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But once it was as deep
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As wildest giants dreams
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It's no longer there
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And all of our desires
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They mirror skies with flames
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And smoke out heaven's halls
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Who was that you called
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They're no longer there
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Here it goes again
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Here it goes again
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Here it goes again
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What would you leave behind when all your fields are dead?
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When your territories are dried out and your cities drowned and swept
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What would you leave behind when those who bear your name
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Are born in that place that you wrecked?
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What would you leave behind when you're no longer there?
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Would you sail to distant shores?
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And hide within the hills
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And softly close your doors
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Pretend the world is safe
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And wait for heaven's call
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Or would you turn and face the seas
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And come beside your cave
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There's chance but if you dare
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And swift as honour's steeds
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Before it's no longer there
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Here it goes again
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Here it goes agaaain
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Here it goes aga .. ain!
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What would you leave behind when all your fields are dead?
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When your territories are dried out and your cities drowned and swept
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What would you leave behind
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When those who bear your name are born in that place that you wrecked?
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What would you leave behind when you're no longer there?
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To deny or to despair
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It's really just the same
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Everything between
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It means we have to change
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Cos when a one forgets
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The world begins to fade
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And all the shapes and shades
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That made the colours see
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When they suddenly turned grey
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That they're no longer there
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No Longer There
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| The Cat Empire |
