In the middle of the summer
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I'm not sleeping
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cold wind blowing
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In the middle of the night they
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try to find me but I'm still driving.
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If you're going to San Francisco
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lay some flowers on the grave stone.
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There's music on the station and I'm just listening to cold wind whistling
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and if they ever find me
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tell the papers cold wind cold wind
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cold, cold wind blowing
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cold wind blowing
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Ohhh hey hey hey
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something aint right
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something aint right
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and if they ever find me tell the papers
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cold wind cold wind
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cold, cold wind blowing cold wind blowing cold wind blowing
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cold wind blowing cold wind blowing
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The Arcade Fire
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The Arcade Fire |