The bells are tolling for me and my love
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discreet horizon's fading, but fading from my trust
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all the walls are falling 'round my ears
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I can see the writing's on the wall
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can't you tell me what's the use?
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I always place my trust in you
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reaching out for what is mine
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pulling down the miserable blinds
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empty beds for an empty mind
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something difficult to describe
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content but not quite safe
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I stood and watched you fade away
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can't you tell me what's the use?
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I always placed my trust in you
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reaching out for what is mine
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pulling down the miserable blinds
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can't you tell me what's the use?
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I always place my trust in you
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people flying into the blinds
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how can we be so kind?
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help yourself to another bite
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everything will be alright
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the table's turning 'round to you
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? it well before the silver cracks in two
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can't you tell me what's the use?
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(the bells are tolling) for me and my life
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can't you tell me what's the use?
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(horizon's fading) for me and my life
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can't you tell me what's the use?
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(the walls are falling) for me and my life
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can't you tell me what's the use?
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(the tables turning) for me and my life
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Tables Turning
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| Modern English |
