Wet ground and the snow is still not falling
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Circumstances are alarming, darling
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The future is just a word, that's how I recall it
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The past is much more present in our yawning
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But I heard you right
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Something was lost from the start
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Oh babe, what should we do, what should we say?
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Should we give it away?
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The future looked so bright then
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What happened tonight?
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Now aeroplanes are crashing
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Who turned out the light?
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Seemingly it seems to me I'm subject to a joke
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And it's not a test
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Wet ground and the stars are still out shining
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Neon lights were never oh, so blinding
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Prosecute the ones who stand accused
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Let the others go or leave them dying
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But I heard you right
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Everything was here before
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We shouldn't add or put away a thing
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Let nobody win
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The future looked so bright then
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What happened tonight?
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Now aeroplanes are crashing
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Who turned out the light?
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Seemingly it seems to me I'm subject to a joke
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And it's not a sin
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Wet Ground
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| Sondre Lerche |
