gabriel, wherever you roam,
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you know the longest way round is the shortest way home.
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gabriel, wherever you go,
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you know the longest way round is the shortest way home.
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when you were here there was a beating of wings
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in your heart doing senseless things.
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when you were here there was a forest fire
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raging in you like a wild desire.
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gabriel, wherever you roam,
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you know the longest way round is the shortest way home.
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and everything you did only skimmed the surface of the day.
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and deep inside there was an emptiness that would not go away.
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gabriel, gabriel.
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Gabriel
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| Everything But The Girl |
