FROM HERE YOU CAN ALMOST SEE THE SEA
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Come the weekend
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And we¡¯ll be long gone baby
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Just like the old days
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Letting the world flow through me
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Just a parasite in the line
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I'm smoking, killing the time
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How long¡¯s a piece of twine
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What use is sympathy
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From here you can almost see the sea
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If you would hold still
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Could make a clean incision
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We could sit back
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And watch the demolition
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Little puppy dog in a box
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Somebody¡¯s picking the locks
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Must want the darn from the socks
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Here comes the cavalry
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From here you can almost see the sea
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Just another fool in a line
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I dream of high clouds
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Flushed with the light of daybreak
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I'm gonna dive in
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To a water so cold it makes your bones ache
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Fingers, knees and knuckles scraped
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All of the rubbish heaped
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A piece of cardboard taped
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Up where the bedroom window pane used to be
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From here you can almost
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From here you can almost see the sea
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Just another fool in a line
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Just another fool in a line
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I saw a film once
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Where all the airholes froze up
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A killer whale swam
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Under the blue ice
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'til her heart stopped
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From Here I Can Almost See The Sea
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| David Gray |
