Somehow we drifted off too far
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Communicate like distant stars
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Splintered voices down the 'phone
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The sunlit dust, the smell of roses drifts, oh no
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Someone waits behind the door
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Hiroshima mon amour
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Riding inter-city trains
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Dressed in European grey
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Riding out to echo beach
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A million memories in the trees and sands, oh no
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How can I ever let them go?
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Hiroshima mon amour
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Meet beneath the autumn lake
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Where only echoes penetrate
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Walk through polaroids of the past
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Features fused like shattered glass, the sun's so low
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Turns our silhouettes to gold
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Hiroshima mon amour
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Hiroshima Mon Amour
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| Ultravox |
