Those tears on a gaping voice
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Who's stretching arms match the hunger of mine
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There lips will they never join
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But always draw me closer and further entwined
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With a promise dealer understand all freedoms fade away
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To a point of view where many different pathways meet
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And we're standing on this precipice with nothing much to save
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But the deep blue screams of falling dreams with our next move
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Heaven hide your eyes (heaven hide your eyes)
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Heaven's eyes will never dry (heaven's eyes will never dry)
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The shades of a thousand steel
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Come flashing by my face in the fury of war
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In desolation and abandoned fields
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The hungry make their stand when they'll stand for no more
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Hear the passion in their voices see the heaven in their eyes
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Their hopes and schemes are waiting dreams of less than paradise
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And sometimes we make promises we never mean to keep
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For blackmail is the only deal a promise dealer sees
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(chorus) (chorus)
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(chorus) (chorus) (chorus)
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The Promise
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| Duran Duran |
