You awake, lying still
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while light makes landfall
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in the steel suburban room
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The windows show, row on row, all the same:
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More people are summoned round to chase to blue
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Your lips still work, you know your name
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but know not why nor whence you came
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You have no past, you have no guilt
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You've arrived, you've arrived
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Dreams, nightmares are through
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You've arrived, you've arrived on Valhalla Avenue
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You were a drunk, you kept a filthy home
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and you hated hard with confusion in your heart
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The barren weeks, the amnesiac years
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You'd put the world off till tomorrow and let despair tear you apart
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Well, now they're breaking down the door
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Your hideaway is safe no more
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Scream as they drag you from your bed
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When you recount from a bleeding head
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You've arrived, you've arrived
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but redemption was not for you
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You've arrived--goodbye to Valhalla Avenue
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So long! Cheerio! Bye bye!
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I'll see you later on! Next time, I hope it's fun!
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Valhalla Avenue
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| The Fatima Mansions |
