The way things used to be, well not anymore
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Close your eyes, open up your door
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Well I¡¯m not tired, I¡¯m coming alive
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But you make up on, let¡¯s go out tonight
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These things don¡¯t matter now
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We can leave it all behind
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That¡¯s all depending on
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If you¡¯re free to free your mind
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The crucifix still hung up by the door
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But Jesus doesn¡¯t come here anymore
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Those memories still hanging on the wall
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But people there don¡¯t look like us at all
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Don¡¯t need reminding of
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The way things used to be
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I rise you to the top
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Then we walk back down again
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Look to the future now
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Where you¡¯re going, where you¡¯ve been
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The universe is smaller than you think
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So many years spent blind and then you blink
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I promise you we ?? to suffering
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If you could be my queen, I¡¯ll be your king
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Don¡¯t need reminding of
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The way things used to be
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Take this chance to rest your tired eyes
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Come with me, we¡¯ll move to better skies
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If where we go don¡¯t make a difference
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Just turn around and we¡¯ll come back again
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Don¡¯t need reminding of
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The way things used to be
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The Way Things Used To Be
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Badly Drawn boy |