When the world swallows whole all you've known
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There are no landmarks you can recognise
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Where is the jewel that will never fade
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Will not decay with old age
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Maybe a death, maybe a depression
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Those things you thought you could lean on
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Are suddenly just an impression
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Well, if you put your trust in things of dust
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You're gonna feel the pain of loss
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The pain of loss
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When the world swallows whole all you've known
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There are no landmarks you can recognise
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We've got no understanding of this body's needs
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We've got no understanding of real philosophy
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We've got no understanding of mortality
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So we keep putting our trust in things that rust
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And then we feel the pain of loss
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Keep putting our trust in things that rust
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And then I feel the pain of loss
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La la la loss
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Stripmining
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James |