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am I only dreaming or is this the kelvin parade?

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watching a winter sun slowly drift into the shade

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leaving on Sunday so tired and alone

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a westerly service I?m soaked to the bone


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and I burn with love

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in the night my friend no no no no

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and the dreams I?m dreaming of

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have no beginning or end

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beginning or end


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well I hope you find happiness somewhere tonight in the streets

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where the radio cries to the hours and the night for release

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but our friends and the strangers who pass through the lens

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won?t ever explain it or come back again


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and I burn with love

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in the night my friend no no no no

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and the dreams I?m dreaming of

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have no beginning or end

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beginning or end


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it?s alright the fog is really rolling in now

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 through the front door and the quietness of this place

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 we can load up with the shifting house around us


 won?t you ride it on babe


 won?t you ride it on babe


 won?t you ride it on babe


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so I came in to this room in my coat and my shoes

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inside a night that will never be real or be true

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Sunday so haunted and Monday so bright

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how can I ever escape from the light?

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