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Here I am on this two-way track
On the train which runs straight past my window,
Ordinarily.
And the prize is as clear as day,
Hope to god that everyone finds someone,
Someday

Cos nothing counts, if nobody ever come in here.
I almost died, from all of the laughter I can hear.

I resolved to change my views,
Still I am tumbling fast from the clouds,
Back to earth.
No matter where I turn
It's this lame-arse fear, in the same old way,
Strange familiar sounds always keep me here
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Why do they keep me here?

Cos nothing counts, if nobody ever come in here.
I almost died, from all of the laughter I can hear.
Cos nothing counts, if nobody ever come in here.
It'll all just die; it'll all just shrivel up and die.

And I'm tumbling fast, tumbling fast from the clouds,
And I'm fumbling now, tugging the string that won't work,
Am I tumbling fast, really tumbling fast from the clouds?
Would it matter to say now
The buildings look like they were drawn by the same hand?