| Everyone’s updating their hardware
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| Plugging in their new gear
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| Upgrading to all-new components
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| Replacing the things from last year
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| Every time I hear something special
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| Its replacement is something I fear
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| It’s only a working in progress
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| Only a stopgap idea
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| The tools that we used to create them
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| They’re no longer welcome 'round here
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| Everyone’s re-routing their cables
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| Creating paths that are crystal clear
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| While I like the sound of you dreaming
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| I like how it sounds in my ear
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| And I like the sound of adventure
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| The wind chimes in the air
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| In this world you’ve created
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| There are sounds I’ll always hold dear
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| I’d like things to be permanent
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| But that’s not always possible, I fear
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| Bring me something back when you go
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| Bring me something back when you go
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| Bring me something back I don’t know
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| Bring me something back when you go
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| Everyone’s deleting their plugins
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| Their path must remain crystal clear
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| Everyone’s sick of their soft synths
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| Like they’re sick of cold lager beer
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| I don’t know a real ale from a fake one
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| I don’t know which is more sincere
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| The music we’re making
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| Or the music we hear
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| Make your own kind of problems
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| Make something out of your fears
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| Make your own music
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| Let it bring you to tears
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| Bring me something back when you go
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| (Will you ride with me for one last time?)
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| Bring me something back when you go
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| (I'll be on electric lines)
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| Bring me something back when you go
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| (I can hear the signal passing through)
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| Bring me something back I don’t know
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| (They know what we plan to do) |