| I was searching through the record section
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| Of a shop in Birmingham
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| Trying to forget the news
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| But you know how things sometimes are
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| The fates conspire to
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| Remind you
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| 'No Return' was its title
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| 'No Return' like I’d said
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| 'No Return', those searing words
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| Burning in my head
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| I’d come across a compilation
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| Called 'Blues in a Minor Chord'
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| As though you were there behind me
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| I’d turned it over to read the sleeve notes
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| Credits in a daze
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| And a chill came up my spine
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| 'No Return' was its title
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| 'No Return' like you’d said
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| 'No Return', those piercing words
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| Tattered in my head
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| And I’d said
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| «The pain of being together
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| Is more than being apart»
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| I thought of you all December long
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| And now it’s a New Year’s start
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| «The loneliness of walking by your side
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| Is more than walking alone»
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| It’s why I’m leaving
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| I let out a hollow howling
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| Falling terribly
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| Like wind escaping from a tube
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| I think they call it coincidence
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| Or something like deja vu
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| You never believe it 'til it happens to you
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| 'No Return' was its title
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| 'No Return' like we’d said
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| 'No Return', like icicles
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| Falling through our heads
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| And I’d said
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| «The pain of being together
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| Is more than being apart»
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| I thought of you all December long
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| And now it’s a New Year’s start
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| «The loneliness of walking by your side
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| Is more than walking alone»
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| It’s why I’m leaving
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| It’s why I’m leaving
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| It’s why I’m leaving
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| It’s why I’m leaving… |