| The waves on the shore, can’t be ignored
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| Soon they’re all around you
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| The cavalry’s failed, they’ve all gone
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| But you’re holding on
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| Somehow it’s not what you asked for
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| Why do you cry in the morning
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| When the line is just forming
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| I know you think I’m just carrying on
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| When I’ve been where you’re going
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| And it’s not worth knowing
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| Burning the days I’m just carrying on
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| The search for the way, to harvest the pain
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| 'Cause all of is contagious
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| Knowing your head, no control of what you let go
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| Sometimes, it’s not what you dreamed of
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| Why do you cry in the morning
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| When the line is just forming
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| I know you think I’m just carrying on
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| When I’ve been where you’re going
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| And it’s not worth knowing
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| Burning the days I’m just carrying on
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| And after all that you’ve forgotten
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| You still don’t understand
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| You think the world broke it’s promise
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| But it just slipped right through your hands
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| Tell me why do you cry in the morning
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| When the line is just forming
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| I know you think I’m just carrying on
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| But I’ve been where you’re going
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| And it’s not worth knowing
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| Burning the days I’m just carrying on
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| Oh carrying on
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| The waves on the shore
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| Can’t be ignored
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| Soon they’re all around you |