Still night, nothing for miles,
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White curtain come down,
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Kill the lights in the middle of the road
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And take, take a look around.....
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It don't help to be one of the chosen
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One of the few, to be sure
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When the wheels are spinning around
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And the ground is frozen through, and you're
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Driven, like the snow
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Pure in heart
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Driven together
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And given
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Away to the west
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A white dress
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'til the river don't run
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A black dress
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Looking like mine
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'til the sun don't shine no more
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Where the sky meet the ground
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Where the street fold round
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Where the voice you hold don't
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make no sound, look
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Snow on the river and two by two
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Took a lot to live a lot like you, I don't
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Go there now, but I hear they sung
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Their Fuck Me And Marry Me Young?
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Some wild idea and a big white bed, now
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You know better than that, I said,
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Like a voice in the wind blow little crystals down
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Like brittle things will break before they turn
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Like lipstick on my cigarette
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And the ice get harder overhead
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Like think it twice but never never learn...
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And the mist will wrap around us
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And the crystal, if you touch it...
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And the cars
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Lost in the drift
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Are there
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And the people that drive
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Lost in the drift
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Are there
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And the cares I've
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Lost in the drift
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Are there
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Theirs, ours,
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Lost in the drift
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Are..
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Driven
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Driven together
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And driven
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Apart
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Driven Like The Snow
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| The Sisters Of Mercy |
