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Pour the petrol can, around this caravan.
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And watch the flames take all you own.
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There's a girl who understands, by the back of her two hands.
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She's all you need to know.
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'Cause you search for years but you lose everything you find.
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There's braille for the deaf and signposts for the blind.
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There's heaven for the cruel but the devil waits for the kind.
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And you follow the blackbird home, through the early winter snow.
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Your footprints track you through the grass.
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And you ache just to smell her clothes, and her cooking down on the stove.
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You see her face in everyone you pass.
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'Cause you search for years but you lose everything you find.
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There's braille for the deaf and signposts for the blind.
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There's heaven for the cruel but the devil waits for the kind.
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And you walk down to her window.
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And press your face against the glass.
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Only to find that she is happy in his arms.
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'Cause you search for years but you lose everything you find.
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There's braille for the deaf and signposts for the blind.
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There's heaven for the cruel but the devil waits for the kind.