Staring into the intersection
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she thinks that she can fly and she might
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holding on in a new direction
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she's gonna try it tonight
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the closer i get to feeling
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the further that i'm feeling from alright
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the more i step into the sun
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the more i step out of the light
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Jessica is covered in a blanket
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on a sunday porch
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thinking on the weekends
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she would party in the city
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she doesn't have a flame
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she'd prefer to burn out
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like a torch
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If she gets nowhere in life
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At least she knows she's pretty
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She says
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Hey Now The Straw dog's out in the street
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Hey now there's chemicals in the clouds
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Hey now they're calling all the police
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But they wont get to us anyhow
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The moon is shining now
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And shadows are what's left of all the noise
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simple silhouettes and cut outs
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As if we had a choice
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he listens closely now
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swears that he can hear a voice
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that's calling him
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and saying
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Hey now the straw dog's out in the street
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Hey now there's chemicals in the clouds
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Hey now there calling all the police
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but they wont get to us anyhow... No
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What does it take to be a super hero in my world
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make no mistake that these villains always get the girl
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we can escape and then we'd skate away from all of this
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but no one ever does
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She's saying
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Hey now
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The straw dog's out in the street
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There's chemicals in the clouds
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Hey now
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They're calling all the police
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But they wont get to us anyhow
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Straw Dog (Live In London)
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