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| Marillion This Strange Engine 80 Days Staring down from this high window At the faces in the line Cold from hours of waiting How many people can you love? When you're black and blue with bruises From collisions on the road The friction grind of traveling This is the never ending show All over the world in eighty days Head in a blur of information What kind of a man could live this way I do what I can I do OK But right now All I want to do is Get real If that's allright with you Woke up last night under the mountains Driving from Zurich to Milan I lay there listening to the echos Thinking of Iceland and Japan So many smiles So many faces And my home so far away I lose some of me in all these places And I can't help the way I'm changed All over the world in eighty days Memories turn like magazine pages What kind of a man could live this way I do what I can But I can't escape it Right now All I want to do Is get real If that's allright with you Right now All I want to do Somehow Be myself with you All over the world in eighty days Alcohol haze of information What kind of a man could live this way As long as I have And stay the same Right now All I want to do is Get real If that's allright with you Right now All I want to do Get real If that's allright with you For just one night with you Get real somehow |
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