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We've worn out so many jeans
we've outgrown so many scenes
we've had fun and lost some friends
around the world and back again
Went below the underground
gone marauding town to town
sleepless where the sun don't set
around the world and back again
Sick on sidewalk vitamins
wearing out our human skins
stretching dollar bills so thin
around the world and back again
I hope you know
I'm never lonely
with you and our thing
we've kept alive
Even though
troubles surround me
I keep thinking they've found me
they'll drag me
to the night
We were international
after it was fashionable
we were local prodigies
has that ever been a thing
My tired eyes and leather hands
ever youthful innocence
generous in mystery
erasing our own history
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Silver Nights
02:42
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Yes, I miss
doing things
like we did
but it's no use
trying to do
like we used to
and it's not nice
keeping dreams
on ice
well it's quiet now
it's too quiet now
What if the last ones in the house
kept the same hours
once the lights went out?
What if the last ones in the street
got the taste walking free?
Golden days, silver nights
you can do whatever you like
In the house, on the street,
you can do whatever you please
Just do what you please
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Strange Heaven
03:13
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Oh, when the town stood still
You could be waiting for anyone here
Silent streets once filled
You could be anyone here
Strange Heaven
I'm looking round for you
The wind's still blowing
There's an echo in my vital signs
The router's still glowing
The lights are shining through the night
Strange Heaven
I'm looking out for you
You could be around here
I could be around here too
Strange Heaven
I'm in heaven
and I'm looking out for you
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Let's Get Real Nice
01:33
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Shut in and soundless
in plague-ravaged houses
and no one knows what's even real
and no one knows how to feel
and no one knows
if the wheel's gonna break their spine
and even I with all my pride that I know
the signs, I don't know how I feel
What will it take to raise these
sick out of their shrouds
I burned some effigies
and I helping now
Well, baby, let's get real
Baby, let's get real nice
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Beautiful Fun
02:24
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I got sun damage trying to make up for the kicks I lost
This is my beautiful fun
Twice a month at least we stay up past two o'clock
This is my beautiful fun
Used to be we'd rub up on each other in the daylight
now we get excited about fabrics that feel nice
This is my beautiful fun
So why is it we get all the love
and then no love?
Why do we get all the fun
and then no fun?
I won't get my kicks on top of your kicks
You don't get your kicks on top of my kicks
This is my beautiful fun
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