I can see clearly now, the bitch is just low down
giving her a home, but even the nights are lonely
I can see everything, in the way you hold me
you don't know this, but I know where it is that you go
I said you can call to me,
hangin' on a string you see
Now you’ve been robbed of that golden thread
I will go, but I want you to know
that you aren’t her favorite one
Did you play her our song,
opening the golden dawn
I’ve found your one and
you don’t count anymore
All day, we play on the dark side
All night, we are warm,
so here we are now
How do you know when to sit and spin,
it’s always the same fight
we all fall, when we’re shoved
giving up
I just won’t wait
for your head to clear and you ought to be alone
your not on anyone's string, just your own
golden throne
All day, we play on the dark side
All night, we are warm
so here we are now
How do you know when to sit and spin,
it’s always the same fight
we all fall, when we’re shoved
giving up
I just won’t wait
for your head to clear, and you ought to be alone
your not on anyone's string, But your own
golden throne.
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