Young man with a stone to throw
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Take a breath and just let it go
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Angry man with a cross to bare
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Now you seem life just isn¡¯t fair
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Oh, let it go
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Cos, you wake up in happy days
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Face the music
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In your eyes you've made your bed
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Read what the papers say
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Your dancing days are over
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The smile on your face will never hide your shame
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You can't escape what they say
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Your dancing days are over
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The ghosts you see are shouting out your name
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Oh how you danced
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Oh how you sang
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There's a feeling here that you began
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Oh how you stood and stared
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Held onto every breath
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It seemed the world stood still
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Transfixed by every step
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Oh, let it go
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Cos a lesser man would be your crowd
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Captivation, lesser men will tear you down
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Read what the papers say
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Your dancing days are over
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The smile on your face will never hide your shame
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You can't escape what they say
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Your dancing days are over
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The ghosts you see are shouting out your name
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The ghosts you see are shouting out your name
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The very crowd demand it's not to blame
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The demi man celebrates his pain
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So glad to be with him through your pain
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Old man sings his final song
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And wonders where it all went wrong
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Read what the papers say
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Your dancing days are over
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The smile on your face will never hide your shame
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You can't escape what they say
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Your dancing days are over
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The ghosts you see are shouting out your name
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Read what the papers say
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Your dancing days are over
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The smile on your face will never hide your shame
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You can't escape what they say
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Your dancing days are over
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The ghosts you see are shouting out your name
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The ghosts you see are shouting out your name
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The very crowd demands it's not to blame
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The demi man celebrates his pain
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So glad to be with us through your pain
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Dancing Days
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James Blunt |