| I hope you’re sitting comfortably
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| I saved you the best seat in the house
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| Right up in the front row
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| The stars have been torn down
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| The moon is locked away
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| And the land is banked in frozen snow
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| You are a forte of nature, dear
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| Your breath curls from your lips
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| As the trees bend down their branches
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| And touch you with their fingertips
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| They’re bringing out the dead now
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| It’s easy just to look away
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| They are bringing out the dead now
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| It’s been a strange, strange day
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| We could navigate out position by the stars
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| But they’ve taken out the stars
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| The stars have all gone
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| I’m glad you’ve come along
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| We could comprehend our
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| condition by the moon
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| But they’ve ordered the the moon not to shine
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| Still, I 'm glad you’ve come along
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| I was worried out of my mind
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| Cause, they keep bringing out the dead
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| It’s easy just to look away
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| They’re bringing out the dead, now
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| And it’s been a long, strange day
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| You can move up a little closer
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| I will throw a blanket over
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| We can weigh all the tears in one hand
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| Against the laughter in the other
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| We could be hanging around here for centuries
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| Trying to make sense of this, my dear
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| While the planets try to get organised
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| Way above the stratosphere
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| But they keep bringing out the dead, now
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| It’s easy if we just walk away
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| They keep bringing out the dead, now
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| It’s been a long, long day
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| Look away
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| Look away |