Verse 1:
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There¡¯s a murder of crows flying high over head
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On this desolate road, will I tend to forget
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About you and I, and our fight to survive
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Through this thunderous life
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When we¡¯re not side by side
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Chorus:
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I¡¯m roaming through the hills all alone
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On this desolate road, will I tend to forget
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About you and I, and our fight to survive
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Through this thunderous life
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When we¡¯re not side by side
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Chorus:
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I¡¯m roaming through the hills all alone
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I¡¯m trying to find my direction home
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A question of space, a matter of time
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I follow the stars until the first light
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Verse 2:
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I don¡¯t know what drugs to take
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To successfully alter the state
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That my mind has been in as of late
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Something is eating away at my brain
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There¡¯s an elephant in the back of the room
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And it¡¯s standing in plain view
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Everyone can see, that it looks just like me
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Chorus:
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I¡¯m roaming through the hills all alone
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I¡¯m trying to find my direction home
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A question of space, a matter of time
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I follow the stars until the first light
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Outro:
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I will not call this road home
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Though it is all I know
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I will not call this road home
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Though it is all I know
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Chorus:
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I¡¯m roaming through the hills all alone
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I¡¯m trying to find my direction home
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A question of space, a matter of time
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I follow the stars until the first light
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Of Space And Time
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City And Colour |