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Over the coastline
Just like pebbles on a shore
Cat in the window
Rust and ivy by the door
Locked on the outside
Pictures take you back again
Told him I'd be there
When the nights are drawing in
One last flame
One last flame
Flew away... so frail
One last flame
One last flame
Above me... why don't you love me?
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Hey, she drove her Lamborghini
And it was windy that evening
Yeah, the revolution hit her
The way it hit her was something
What's her name?
'Polythene'
She talks bar room whenever I meet her
She's got something
And I can't wait to see her again
Hey, she hung around with Cristo
Another weekend together
Yeah, she took an Alka Seltzer
And saw the future forever
What's her name?
'Polythene'
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I have adored for so long
And the vibrations are so strong
You make me feel like I belong
And when the Sun goes down so slow
Evening shadows seem to grow
I'm waiting here for you alone
Walking closer in my dreams
Closer everyday it seems
Taking care of all the ordinary things
Yes, I know you're one of a kind
It's OK, come inside my mind
You might be surprised what you find
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Talking to Moscow in her bedroom
Over and over shadows fall low
Love feeling flowers in the harbour
Sleeping for hours with no Father
Call in the Winter and a letter
I could not tell her, oh, red setter
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Who's that knocking on my door?
And who's that lying on the floor?
Driving through the pouring rain again
Romeo, let's go
Shoot 'em out
Shoot out the lights
Come on and shoot 'em out
Here comes the night
Let's make it alright
Better leave the motor on
Send a signal, nothing's wrong
Jesus Christ! The radio has gone!
In a shot, black slacks
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Love to see the evening Sun
Evening Sun go down
The girl in the park
The wind and the dark
Love to see the seagulls fly
Seagulls fly through town
To open my eyes
The canopy cries
Mountain rain
Washed away
Away from your door
Walking down a Summer street
Summer street today
I thought of your song
My words came out wrong
Sailing down the River Wye
River Wye in May
It felt like a scene
Love’s sailing to me
Mountain rain
Washed away
Like never before
Can you tell me how it is?
How it is to be?
As you may recall
I slept through it all
Mountain rain
Washed away
Forever the same
Ask me now
Seasons change
Forever the same
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I found some time
To stop and think it over
And all I know is 'thank you'
I never knew where to begin
Or where it would end
I never knew where to begin
I want to be
Exactly where you're going
The land, the sea, thank you
I never knew where to begin
Or where it would end
I never knew where to begin
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