There's a distant light shining over you tonight
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You've been transformed, you'll always be my storm
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In the Tuscan dusk you're swooning under moons of musk
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You touch the texture of the tiles and miles away
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A visitor waits for you to show
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You've got to go
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In the plum sun dunes rippling to a frail tune
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You've been conveyed, you'll always be my lifetimes blade
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Along the alpine drive uncertain how to be alive
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You love the fragments of a smile and miles away
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A courier invokes your name you know
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You've got to go
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And another heart breaks, you're wasting all the time it takes
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You've been assigned, you'll never be too far behind
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Wait for a bus to come, you know another verse to hum
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You thrust the windows for a while and miles away
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Your servants searching high and low
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You've got to go
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You better go
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You've Got To Go
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| The Church |
