Same place I've always been
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crossing the roads again
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no more tears
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my hands
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calm and tired and alone
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we're not alone
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same old dreams
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lost at sea
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caught in a net which
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startles me, guide me but they
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keep burning out, keep burning out
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turning into things they never thought
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they'd be
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March around
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Jericho loved the music
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and fell
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into your arms
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(breathless)
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Heard a sound
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did you hear the dance of
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the whispher of a storm coming
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Oh, oh, funny how
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we spent this time waiting around
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Oh, oh, its a lie
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everything you had till now
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Saw her dancing
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the slow gate-way
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open this
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to say her name
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saw her falling
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cast away
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cast away
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she learned to fly away
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Oh, oh, funny how
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we spent this time lashing out
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Oh, oh, its a lie
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everything you had till now
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Same place
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always been
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I'm lost on these roads again
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just as I got near the end
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I keep falling in the holes you left in me
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Oh, oh, funny how
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I've spent this time on the ground
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oh, oh, its a lie
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its a lie
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everything you've said till now
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Jericho (Old Version)
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Tara MacLean |