Thought one day I'd make my fortune
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Like the ancient cavalcades
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From the shipyards of New Zealand
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Chasing history I left home
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Moving west into the sunset
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Became the sunset of our lives
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I was factory made and settled
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Safe from storm and broken earth
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There's so much to do every day
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Dreams keep on disappearing
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We cling to the walls of our heart
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Keeps us from coming undone
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Now danger lurks behind the spreader
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And Charlton Heston casts the first stone
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User interference birthmarks
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Clever, not very wise
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Let the lamplights keep on shining now
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While those searchlights in skies they are turning
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We climb to the top of the heap
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I wish I could fly
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I can't get lost
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I can't get confused
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Something's misplaced
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Maybe for good
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(Moginie/Garrett)
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Shipyards of New Zealand
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Midnight Oil |