Somewhere there's a country you remember from your youth
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On the surface of this country is the one they built on top of it
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The highway leads to everything except for what they buried underneath it
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There is a country made of telegrams and tailcoats and nobody to grieve it
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But when the sun is getting lower then the highway marks the grave
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And the taillights they circle like the roses of an infinite bouquet
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And everybody leaves
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Taillights for the grey ghosts of railways and candle holders
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And oh
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There's been an accident a mile away from here
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I heard the sound of sirens
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And they turned back again and as they disappeared
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I saw a trail behind them
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You say the wind is up, it's out collecting lives
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You say the wind is up, it's out collecting lives
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And exit night is coming through
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Oh the wind is up, it's moving like no wind I've ever known
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The page that I was reading was the first that had to go
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But still I kept on reading, like the dead who have a memory of living
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Because the wind is here to take the thing I don't
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think I am ready to be giving
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And "Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Juliet?"
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"She flew off of the table, out the window, now she's mixing with the dead
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Oh won't you make her go away, I am not ready for her yet
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Oh make her go away, I am not ready, I'm not ready for her yet"
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And now the wind is up, it's out collecting lives
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You say the wind is up, it's out collecting lives
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And exit night, is coming through
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And exit night, is coming through
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Exit night has come for you
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Oh exit light, exit moon
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Tell me why, why so soon?
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I don't know
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I don't know
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Ooh
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And oh
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Go to sleep
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Tomorrow, the day will repeat
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I will read 'til your memories
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Fly away
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There's no need
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To worry
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I will read
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Until your memories
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Leave your grave
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Exit Night / Juliet's Theme
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Emmy the Great & Tim Wheeler |