I found a tape in my back garden
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A blue cassette covered in dirt
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And through the dust the reels start turning
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And plays the memories stored in earth
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As I hear your voice, it sets my heart on fire, that with all the noise
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It sets my heart on fire, and I can't stop the reels from turning
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I can't stop the tape machine, as I hear your voice
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It sets my heart on fire, my heart on fire
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I found a place I thought was stolen
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A place that's built on noise and leads
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And in my hand it spins so gently
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And fills a void rewinding me
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As I hear your voice, it sets my heart on fire, that with all the noise
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It sets my heart on fire, and I can't stop the reels from turning
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I can't stop the tape machine, as I hear your voice
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It sets my heart on fire, my heart on fire
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Lay back down, I told myself
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You're buried in earth, I told myself
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Lay back down, I told myself
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How could I ever forget you?
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As I hear your voice, it sets my heart on fire, that with all the noise
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It sets my heart on fire, and I can't stop the reels from turning
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I can't stop the tape machine, as I hear your voice
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It sets my heart on fire, my heart on fire
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I found a tape in my back garden
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A blue cassette covered in dirt
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Blue Cassette
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| Friendly Fires |
