| Here comes the great divide, I walk the slide
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| That only killers will fear
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| Here comes the skill of choice, and all the noise
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| That I will ring along
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| Here comes a sign of hope, a length of rope
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| To measure all our living
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| I was the mother’s son, I took the fun
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| And knew what I was giving
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| And suddenly I find the truth
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| And all it is is sighs and youth
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| Fire away, fire away, push the token door
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| Lie away, steal a day, make the engine roar
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| Fire away, fire away, push the token door
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| I hope I never fall behind the wall
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| Although the sound would ring
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| A skill that will take years and still know fear
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| Although I never did lie
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| I had the foreman’s kiss, I never lisped
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| I’m sure it was a downfall
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| And suddenly I find the truth
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| And all it is is sighs and youth
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| Fire away, fire away, push the token door
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| Lie away, steal a day, make the engine roar
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| Fire away, fire away, push the token door
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| Here comes the great divide
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| Here comes a sign of hope
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| Here comes the great divide
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| I walk the slide
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| I hope I never fall
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| I know my machine, I sweat and steam
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| Until the job card colors
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| I know all my dreams, I shout and scream
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| Until the day’s first break
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| And suddenly I find the truth, and suddenly I find the truth
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| And all it is is sighs and youth
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| Fire away, fire away, push the token door
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| Lie away, steal a day, make the engine roar
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| Fire away, fire away, push the token door
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| Here comes the great divide
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| And I know all my dreams
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| Here comes the great divide
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| Here comes the great divide |