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I am looking through the window at a foreign sky
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And I can't seem to find a familiar star
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I have traveled all the roads from east to the west
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looking back to see disappearing tracks
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But if i have a decent pack of cigarettes
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Then perhaps the night is young and things aren't so bad
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And a ticket for a plane with a silver wing
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That leaves nothing but a shadow on the way to the clouds
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And no one would ever choose guilt over wine
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And no one would ever put their hands in the fire
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Without music, there is no glory in death
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Without music, to perish is bitter end
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But if i have a decent pack of cigarettes
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Then perhaps the night is young and things aren't so bad
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And a ticket for a plane with a silver wing
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That leaves nothing but a shadow on the way to the clouds
Am C D Em
But if i have a decent pack of cigarettes
Am C D Em
Then perhaps the night is young and things aren't so bad
Am C D Em
And a ticket for a plane with a silver wing
Am C D Em
That leaves nothing but a shadow on the way to the clouds
Coda: Am | C | D | Em } 8 times
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