There I was, just standing in your shadow,
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Just standing in your pool of shade venere.
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Here I am, still yellowed by the summer,
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Still sufferin in silence loud and clear.
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Well I catch the train, it takes me back
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We leave the rails and the carriage snaps.
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There I was, just lying in the kitchen,
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Just listening to voices through the tiles.
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And they said the one thing you can count on,
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Is you can count on nothing here my child.
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Well you dig my grave, and pat my back,
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And I turn grey, on the beaten track.
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But you hardly notice.
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What do you say when they roll a grenade
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And it almost takes your breath away.
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Talking to Joe with the head of a crow
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And it all goes pear-shaped.
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There I was, just standing in your shadow,
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Just sufferin in silence loud and clear.
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Standing In Your Shadow
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| Puressence |
