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In pitch dark I go walking in your landscape
Broken branches trip me as I speak
Just cos you feel it doesn't mean it's there
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Just cos you feel it doesn't mean it's there
There's always a siren singing you to shipwreck (don't reach out, don't reach out)
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Stear away from these rocks we'd be a walking disaster (don't reach out, don't reach out)
Just cos you feel it doesn't mean it's there (there's someone on your shoulder)
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There there...
Why so green
And lonely
Heaven sent you
To me
We are accidents waiting
Waiting to happen
Radiohead
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