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The Full Story

About

going home

the earth is cold

the air wet

the sky is dry

it blinds my eye into the night

the earth is cold

the air is wet

the sky is dry

it blinds my eye into the night

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chorus:

out in the dark 

he hears a spark

he's going home

he's not alone

out in the dark 

he hears a spark

he's going home

he's not alone

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there is a man

who works a clock

inside her head

it always ticks

but never tocks

he travels far

but never leaves

the place he's born

and works until

the day is night

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chorus

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Vision

her mind is full

her eyes are closed

my hands are numb

they heal a heart 

that's full of love

the childish mind

and addled brain

my heart denies

the things her mother

always blamed

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