Some people change,
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Some stay the same,
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Someone came into today,
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Somewhere someone passed away,
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And under a stone,
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Just skin and bone,
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No one wants to be alone,
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When all we have is all we own,
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What are all the voices saying?
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Where are all you people going?
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And if there’s a God,
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Then why won’t he talk to me?
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We cry, we learn,
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We think about the things we’re crying for,
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We try, we burn,
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And then we try and try again,
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When the troubles come,
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When we’re not so strong
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We need to breathe to carry on,
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Still looking for pieces of heaven
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Cat in a box,
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Watching the clocks,
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Chase my heart around the block,
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Pictures of an astronaut,
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And all the above,
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Creatures in love,
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Making plans then getting off,
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Waiting for the rain to stop,
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Where do words go when they’re spoken?
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Why do some minds never open?
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And if there’s a God,
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Then why won’t he talk to me?
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We cry, we learn,
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We think about the things we’re crying for,
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We try, we burn,
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And then we try and try again,
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When the troubles come,
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When we’re not so strong
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We need to breathe to carry on,
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Still looking for pieces of heaven
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Sweet dreams
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Go under, over
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Slipstream,
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Above me
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We cry, we learn, we walk
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We try, we burn, we talk
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We cry, we learn, we walk
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We try and we burn
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When the troubles come,
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When we’re not so strong
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And we need to breathe to carry on
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Still looking for pieces of heaven
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Still looking for pieces of heaven
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Pieces of heaven
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| Mark Owen |
