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Lincoln Inn
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I got called out about half past 10,
You said we're going for a shandy and a cigarette,
Down in Little Ireland where the streets are cold,
It's a place that we would rather call our home,
You said "There's a storm brewing up to the left of my heart...
...And if im not careful it will tear me apart."
And i can't shake this feeling that we're going down,
You're like a ship that's been hit,
You're not ready to drown,
It was down outside the Sali where the streetlights light the night sky,
Was when i realized that this world just can't pass you by,
You stole my car keys and you just drove,
Forgot about this place that we called home,
And in my heart i know you're right,
I'll always see your smile,
You want to live your life,
But you can't live your life because,
You'll always be in my shadow,
If you don't leave now,
You want to feel alive,
We ain't alive tonight,
You rolled my car window down,
Your lips went blue,
You turned to look to me and i said to you,
"I know you got lost a long time ago,
But where the hell you going? we we're already home."
You said "I'm leaving now, I'm going into the night,
And i can't wait around for you to see whats right,
I know exactly where I'm going,
Exactly what I'm doing,
Got these songs in my head if anybody's listening,
I've been lying to you,
I've been playing the fool,
And I'm not waiting round too see it hurt you,
I got your name on my neck,
My bag on my back,
Guitar? Check,
And I'm never coming back."
And I'll meet you by the river's edge,
Outside the old Lincoln Inn,
And I'll stand and watch as all the waves,
Come crashing in,
And i flick my lit cigs,
Into this empty oil drum,
And stand and watch in envy as you run.
I'll be hoping and praying for this road to leave you home.
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Brian & Jane
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