Has it really been three years since we chose that name?
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And sat in each other's rooms with our guitars and dreams of fame.
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We used to stay up and plan our lives to the sound of your worn out beat.
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And drink through till the morning light and get our back's up off the seat
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It just seems, seems like we lost a friend
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It feels like the end.
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It feels like the end.
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Now it just seems, seems like we lost a friend.
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It feels like the end.
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It feels like the end.
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And now you're away to the city, and I'm still here by the sea
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When you were a kid, a relentless child
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but you should still be free
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Without the missed opportunity hung around your neck
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There's a way to know that it's mine in the sound of your every step.
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It just seems, seems like we lost a friend
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It feels like the end.
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It feels like the end.
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Now it just seems, seems like we lost a friend.
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It feels like the end.
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It feels like the end.
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When I last stepped inside your house (inside your house)
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We stayed up 'till the early hours (the early hours)
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But you looked at me and said 'I can't'
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(said 'I can't')
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'We're sudden strangers', but I swore that I was still the same
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It just seems, seems like we lost a friend
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It feels like the end.
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It feels like the end.
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Now it just seems, seems like we lost a friend.
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It feels like the end.
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It feels like the end.
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Mildred
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| Deaf Havana |
