Sitting pretty on a Saturday afternoon
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There were clouds in my mind there were birds in my heart
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All of the pictures that hung in my room
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And all of the memories sweeping round in my head
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Does anyone realise
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Does anyone care
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Can anybody hear me
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Is anybody there
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Is there anybody out there
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There were times when I could have run away
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But where would I run to where would I stay
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All of the hopes
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All the visions and dreams
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Have just disappeared with the children¡¯s screams
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And all of the blue skies and all of the grass
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Is hidden by concrete the scaffold the glass
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CHORUS:
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Did you cry did you weep
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Did you lose any sleep
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Did you leave it behind
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Or did you get to save you mind
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You can hope you can pray
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For an easier way
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But
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One jail without the chains stays
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There is no escape
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Solitude is a virtue or so I¡¯m told
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I guess it¡¯s like the story of the rainbow¡¯s gold
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All of the decisions and all of the dread
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And all of the games being played in my head
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Does anyone realise
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Does anyone care
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Can anybody hear me
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Is anybody there
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Is there anybody out there
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CHORUS (X2)
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Words and Music - Jane
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Produced by David Bronze
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Lead vocal _Jane
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Piano - Reg Webb / Jane
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Programming - David Bronze
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There is No Escape
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| Jane |
