i dreamt of heights last night
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of broken down cars out of sight
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you looked so cold at four
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sleep-stealer knocks down your door
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keep dreaming my dear
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don¡¯t let the dawn hear ¡¯bout riches and kingdoms
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river¡¯s so sheer
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i know you¡¯ve been there
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your ocean turned green then grey
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the morning had shown up late
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the make-believe day¡¯s on its way
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so throw away your hopes and feelings
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keep breathing my dear
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don¡¯t let the dawn hear ¡¯bout where you¡¯ve been hiding
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the morning¡¯s so bare
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I know you¡¯ve been there
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Your Ocean
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| The Devoted Few |
