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Now your sitting on a Paris train laughing at
your own jokes again
Sun splits the trees into beautiful broken light
Never cry more tears than you could hold in your
hands
When all the world's airbrushed it's a sacred
bond of trust
Sometimes, sometimes I see right through the
scenery
The first place that's on my mind the last place
I find each time
Sometimes, I swim beyond the scenery
The last place that's on my mind
The first place I find each time
Now I'm sitting on a Paris train molten ash falls
like rain
Fire burns the trees it's a beautiful fatality
Love the way you stand your ground sea moves as
mercury
To break its perfect skin to dare to dive within
Sometimes, sometimes I see much more than is good
for me
The first thing that's on my mind the last place
I'd look each time
Sometimes, I slip inside the imagery and
The last thing that's on my mind's
The first thing I'll do each time
Stars racing to burn out
Just stars racing to burn out
A storm waiting to break
Like trees standing black against the sky
This was inevitable, inevitable
Sometimes, sometimes we can see beyond our
history
The last place you hope to find the one that's
been there all the time
Sometimes, sometimes we can swim beyond the
scenery
And the first place that's on your mind
The first place you'd find each time
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