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I shake through the wreckage for signs of life
Scrolling through the paragraphs
Clicking through the photographs
I wish I could make sense of what we do
Burning down the capitals
The wisest of the animals

Who are you?
What are you living for?
Tooth for tooth
Maybe we'll go one more

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This life is lived in perfect symmetry
What I do, that will be done to me

Read page after page of analysis
Looking for the final score
We're no closer than we were before

Who are you?
What are you fighting for?
Holy truth
Brother I choose this mortal

Life lived in perfect symmetry
What I do, that will be done to me
As the needle, slips into the run out groove
Love, maybe you feel it too

And maybe you'll find, life is unkind
And over so soon
There is no golden gate
There's no heaven waiting for you

Oh boy, you ought to leave this town
Get out while you can, the meter's running out
The voices in the streets you love
Everything is better when you hear that sound
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh

Spineless dreamers, hide in churches
Pieces of pieces of rush hour buses
I dream in emails, worn out phrases
Mile after mile of just empty pages

Wrap yourself around me
Wrap yourself around me
As the needle, slips into the run-out groove
Maybe you'll feel it too
Maybe you'll feel it too

Maybe you'll feel it too (spineless dreamers)
Maybe you'll feel it too (hide in churches)
Pieces of pieces of rush hour buses
I dream in emails, worn out phrases
Mile after mile of just empty pages

Spineless dreamers
Hide in churches
Pieces of pieces...

Writer(s): Timothy James Rice-oxley, Richard David Hughes, Tom Chaplin

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