Words and music by Roddy Frame
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Born on a junk heap in the sea
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Cursed with the notion to be free
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White and bright and twenty one
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But in my heart I'm on the run
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I kissed the lips of eau de vie
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I tasted sugar and debris
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But in the early morning light
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I saw the day destroy the night
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Life is a long walk home
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Chorus:
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Was it the moonlight
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That left you gasping
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Grasping, something, beyond a boy or a girl
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Just let it all blow
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Untie your heartstrings
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No, don't cling to this phenomenal world
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I lost my senses in the spring
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Of someone's life that I left behind
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And though I search through everything
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A sense of loss is all I find
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Her face is every work of art
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She haunts the city high and low
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But I can't live inside her heart
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And so I had to let it go
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And make my heart my home
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Chorus
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Phenomenal World
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| Aztec Camera |
