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          I keep having
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dreams of pioneers and pirate ships and Bob Dylan
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Of people wrapped up tight in the thing that'll kill them
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Of being trapped in a lift plunging straight to the bottom
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Of open seas and ways of life we've forgotten
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I keep having dreams


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Amy worked in a bar in Exeter
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I went back to her house and I slept beside her
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She woke up screaming in the middle of the night
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Terrified of her own insides
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Dreams of pirate ships and Patty Hearst
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Breaking through a life of a rehearse
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She can't remember which came first
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The house the home or the terrible thirst
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She keeps having dreams


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      And on the worst days
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When it feels like life weighs ten thousand tonnes
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      She's got her cowboy boots and her keys on the bed stand
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So she can always run
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She could get up and shower in half an hour
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She'd be gone


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I keep having dreams of things I need to do
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Of waking up and not following through
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It feels like I haven't slept at all
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When I wake to a silence and she's facing the wall
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Posters of Dylan and Hemingway
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An antique cupboard ... sailor's escape (?)
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She says you just can't live this way
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I close my eyes and never say
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I'm still having dreams


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      And on the worst days
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When it feels like life weighs ten thousand tonnes
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      I sleep with my passport, one eye on the back door
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So I can always run
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I could get up and shower in half an hour
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I'd be gone


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   And come morning   I am disappeared
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   Just an imprint    on the bed sheets


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   And by the roadside   with my thumb out
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   A car pulls up    and Bob's driving
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   So I climb in    we don't say a word
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   As we pull off    into the sunrise


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   And these rivers    of tarmac
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   Are like arteries     'cross the country


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   We are blood cells
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   Alive in
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   The blood stream
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   and the beating heart of the country


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   We are electric      pulses
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   In pathways      of the sleeping soul of the country


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   We are electric      pulses
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   In pathways      of the sleeping soul of the country


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   We are electric
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   In the sleeping soul of the country
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   (the sleeping soul of the country)

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