Oh my friend
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We have spent
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So much time looking for someone to blame
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Cause were the same
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The jealous games
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Take up time we could spend on other things
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Oh my friend
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If it ends
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Let us go and then not look back again
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We can¡¯t be
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You and me
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Taken´ ourselves much too seriously
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But out in space
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A million miners work upon
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The night¡¯s cold face
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But all I see is black
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And all the stars look back
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At me
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Oh my friend
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What a friend
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I¡¯d have thought you¡¯d have stayed here till the end
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I take a bow
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Draw the crowd
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We¡¯re just words in the sand at high tide
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But out in space
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A million miners work upon
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The night¡¯s cold face
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But all I see is black
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And all the stars look back
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And I¡¯m leaving
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Oh my friend
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We should spend
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Some more time looking from the other end
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Cause we would see
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So clearly
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We¡¯d blame ourselves as much as we¡¯d blame weed
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We¡¯d blame ourselves as much as we¡¯d blame weed
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We¡¯d blame ourselves
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Out In Space
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Æ®·¡ºñ½º(Travis) |