1. |
Spies
02:51
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I can never go home
Or so I’ve been told
Well, I am the world
The glance of every guy and girl
I walk the night like alley cats
Of summers past
Spies, spies
I listened to a million songs
It turns out there’s just one
And it’s been playing all along
Infatuated with a face
Now all I see is hearts
And all the ways in which they break
Spies, spies
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2. |
On the Run
02:51
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I am the wanted man, I live outside of time
My love is real, you can see it in my wandering eye
I'm on the run again, the punishment will always fit the crime
I've been so cold, I said "so this is where I die"
And in that moment I saw, black's the same as white
The world's a grain of sand
I'm everywhere, I'm everything tonight
When everybody works he wants to play
When everybody leaves that's when he'll stay
When it's Christmas Day I'll be miles away with a smile on my face and you'll know that it's OK
Come on!
I was so cold, I thought "so this is where I die"
And in that moment I knew
I'm everywhere, I'm everything
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3. |
Inches
04:02
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It’s a game of inches
It’s a game of inches
It’s a game of inches
Well, here we are my friend
Temporary men
We don’t own our bones or breaths
It’s just a dream, I guess
A dream of flesh
Well, here we go my friend
Let’s do the dance again
(War without end)
You came to take an inch
And that I will not give
I will not give
It’s a game of inches
It’s a game of inches
It’s a game of inches
But this ain’t a song about winning a fight
It’s the tale of a hunter who saved a life instead
You came to take an inch
And that I will not give
You came to take an inch
And that I will not give
I will give a mile
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4. |
New York in the Rain
05:21
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Can we go back down the hole?
From the bottom the view was beautiful
Do you know the true hero?
He's up in Times Square in a hotel in a room alone
He went as high as he could go
(I'm falling to my knees on the bus station floor)
The view was beautiful.
Lightning strikes, it's rain again
We run for cover and pray for it to end
A balcony, a bird’s-eye view
Peace and quiet like we never knew
The view was beautiful.
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5. |
Words
06:02
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5, 4, 3, 2, 1
Like a rat in the room, it comes
I sang my song
I played my drum
It's done
My words are for you
Do what you will do
I'm gone
The sun slips away
The son slips away
Man on the street
One day we will meet
You know we are one and the same
And there's no more words to say
No words to say
No words to say
No words to say
No words to say
No words to say
No words to say
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