Grey weather, just fool me, just tell me I'm right
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Despite the careless words you say, I'm always keeping faith
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Chart the numbers, see a trend... We are moving in place
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Despite your lack of blowing over, I'm always keeping faith
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And you'd say, this is not the time for goodbyes
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It's too late
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You'd say, this is not the time for goodbyes
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It's too late
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It's too late
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In the bright light of morning, map the last leg of the trip
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I call on you to catch me as I'm coming over that bridge
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Through the mind-fog of the beach and the cracking concrete
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The broken wings of reverie leave me always having faith
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And you'd say, this is not the time for goodbyes
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It's too late
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You'd say, this is not the time for goodbyes
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It's too late
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It's too late
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Grey Weather
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| Gregory And The Hawk |
