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By Chameleons, As she parts her greying hair
Voices on the stair
When she
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By Chameleons, Single file boys
Signposts to the sun
As high as you can
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By Chameleons, We have no future, we have no past
We're just drifting
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By Chameleons, "In his Autumn 'fore the Winter
Comes Mans' last mad surge
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By Chameleons, Talk about the state of things
I don't know what they
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By Chameleons, Don't know what happened
But somebody lost their mind tonight
Not sure
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By Chameleons, So here we are waking
Savages shaking
The road that we're taking
We've
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By Chameleons, I grasp at lifes fading light
I need you tonight
I need
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By Chameleons, Love and laughter fills his life today
Dragged into this world
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By Chameleons, Oh when it's summer and the skies are glass
Oh when
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By Chameleons, I delve into myself,ceaselessly
Oh but i rarely see,what i want
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By Chameleons, Dealing with confusion
You always fill my head with useless information
And
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By Chameleons, He's cold to the kiss
In ignorance he's dangerous
In innocence he's
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By Chameleons, I shake my head and shiver
They smile
And then stab my
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By Chameleons, Of all the faces that you wear,
sometimes joy ,sometimes despair
The
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By Chameleons, Absorbing your words
Battles raging within me
Absorbing your words
Is gradually tearing
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By Chameleons, The Autumn leaves were falling
Hearing nature talking
I thought I heard
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By Chameleons, (Early version of "On The Beach" - bears very little
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By Chameleons, With the sun in your eyes
Always mistaking
The truth from the
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By Chameleons, I've had too many crazy nights
I've seen too many crazy
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By Chameleons, Too much makes me lazy
Not enough and it makes me
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By Chameleons, I recall a closing door, and I remember,
Seeing shadows cross
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By Chameleons, You can shake your hips,you can seal your lips, i
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By Chameleons, White as a cotton cloud
Silence, sea and sky
Innocent as the
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By Chameleons, Up and down
These days are up and down
They call it
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By Chameleons, One cold damp evening
The world stood still
I watched as i
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By Chameleons, I used to be so sure
I used to be so
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By Chameleons, A prisoner of my paradox
Heaven or Hell
Pacing up and down
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By Chameleons, Soul in isolation
I can hear you breathing down the hall
Soul
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By Chameleons, I can already hear your tune
Calling me across the room
When
