In a time of loneliness
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I fell into your strong open arms
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And in those arms you loved me well
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You hid me in your charm
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And in that charm we headed south
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Knowing nothing of my demons
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There were devils in the winds that night
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Walking fire among the hills
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And many voices called me out to the cliffs
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But you held me safe
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You wrestled me still
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Wiping the black blood from my mouth
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Speeding into nowhere
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It starts in Penzance where the winds are born
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And follows the track of this train
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And just like my love calling out for you
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It is calling me back again (and again)
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"What a beautiful town!"
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I shouted out
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Oh, but what a terrifying view
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You know I wrestled with my bruised hours
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Just to lie there next to you
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Deep in the dark heart of the south
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Speeding into nowhere
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My love, come stop me
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I am haunted and possessed
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And with my darkest hour yet to come
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It's only you, only you can stop me
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Come back to Penzance where the winds are born
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Just follow the track of this train
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And just like this love calling out for you
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It is calling me out again
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So come stop me
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Only you can stop me
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Stop me
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Now
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Penzance
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Patrick Wolf |