| Summer time and the wind is blowing outside
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| In lower Chelsea and I don’t know
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| What I’m doing in this city
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| The sun is always in my eyes
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| It crashes through the windows
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| And I’m sleeping on the couch
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| When I came to visit you
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| That’s when I knew I could never
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| Have you
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| I knew that before you did
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| Still I’m the one who’s stupid
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| And there’s this burning
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| Like there’s always been
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| I never been so alone
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| And I’ve never bee n so alive
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| Visions of you on a motorcycle drive by The cigarette ash flies in your eyes
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| And you don’t mind, you smile
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| And say the world doesn’t fit with you
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| I don’t believe you, you’re so serene
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| Careening through the universe
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| Your axis on a tilt, you’re guiltless and free
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| I hope you take a piece of me with you
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| And there’s things I’d like to do That you don’t believe in I would like to build something
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| But you never see it happen
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| And there’s this burning
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| Like there’s always been
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| I’ve ne ver been so alone
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| And I’ve, I’ve never been so alive
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| And there’s this burning
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| There is this burning
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| Where’s the soul I want to know
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| New York City is evil
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| The surface is everything but I could never do that
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| Someone would see through that
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| And this is our last time
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| We’ll be friends again
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| I’ll get over you, you’ll wonder who I am And there’s this burning
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| Just like there’s always been
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| I’ve never been so alone alone
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| And I’ve, and I’ve never been so alive
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| So alive
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| I go home to the coast
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| It starts to rain I paddle out on the water
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| Alone
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| Taste the salt and taste the pain
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| I’m not thinking of you again
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| Summer dies and swells rise
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| The sun goes down in my eyes
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| See this rolling wave
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| Darkly coming to take me Home |