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All the clouds are black 
Mother is cried out 
Someone else broke my fall 
I don't remember 
Internationally bastardised 
Internationally tongue-tied 
The truth is I'm not sorry 
It's bigger than the both of us 
A pillar of salt, a box of want 
You were pulled out of the embers 
It was never my intention 
All the clouds are black 
Mother is cried out 

Summertime has come and gone 
All used up with wishful thinking 
Get sussed out, get cynical 
In this world there are no second chances 
Crawling round on all fours 
Curl yourself into a circle 
I will tear myself apart 
If you promise to paint me 
As a work of art 

You don't need to preach to me 
I'm a believer baby 
You don't need to preach to me 
I'm a believer 
If you want lies I can tell them 
If you want lies I got 'em 
All the pennies in the Thames 
Will not make it how it was 

Always new depths

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