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And so the outside, it bashes us in Bashes us about a bit Feel it tugging you, ploughing you flat Then feel it filling your sails And warm on your back Oooh And blessed are those who see and are silent And blessed are those who see and are silent And...

Scattered on the green hills All the little white things Spread them out evenly Place them out perfectly And they're munching up the green hills Ripping it up ruthlessly Lucky little fatties Happy little fatties And you can struggle with the smugness...

What is this, what is this? This gloominess is so I saw you, I saw you But all four shoulders were stone cold. It happens, It happens Almost every time I try to hold onto Things that aren't even mine A few crumbly bridges Between you and me To mend...