The red moon is rising behind you
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The ocean is pounding away
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I held up a light to the smoke but
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The redness blows it away
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And the night is cold
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And the clouds go by
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Tomorrow morning
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I hope to be home
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By your side
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The riptide is pulling me under
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I'm drifting, drifting away
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Tomorrow the sun will be brighter
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The water will rise and wash us away
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But the stars are cold
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And the air is bright
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And I see you now
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You shine like the steel on my knife
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The darkness is wrapped all around me tonight
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I miss you
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I miss you there's no one else
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I do
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I do
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Red Room
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| The Walkmen |
