the stars were bright before we got here
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but our choices sent them into the darkness
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before we know it, they will be reunited
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and looking for revenge
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if i could run the clocks, i would
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but their hands are out of mine
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their hands are out of mine
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i told them to turn around
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but the future was on their minds
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it was on their minds
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the stars were safe before we got here
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but our attraction brought them to the ground
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before we know it, they will be reunited
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and looking for revenge
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if i could run the clocks, i would
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but their hands are out of mine
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their hands are out of mine
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i told them to turn around
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but the future was on their minds
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it was on their minds
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this can't amount to much of anything
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this can't amount to much of anything
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this is the part we wait for and we need to close our eyes
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this is the part we wait for and we need to close our eyes
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i'm nauseous thinking about the possibilities
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not even the greatest astronomers could explain this
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if i could run the clocks, i would
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but their hands are out of mine
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their hands are out of mine
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i told them to turn around
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but the future was on their minds
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it was on their minds
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if i could run the clocks, i would
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but their hands are out of mine
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if i could run the clocks, i would
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but their hands are out of mine
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Running The Clocks
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| Our Last Night |
