Turn turn away
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From the sound of your own voice
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Calling no one, just a silence
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Run to see you at the edge
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Fall off the avalanche
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Turn away
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Hold hold the light
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That fixes you in time
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Keeps you under
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Takes you over the wall
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That love divides between waking and slumber
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Turn away
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Turn turn away
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From the weight of your own past
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It's magic for the devil
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And betray the lack of change
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Once you have spoken
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Turn away
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Turn Away
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| Beck |
