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Speak to me in a language I can hear.
Humour me before I have to go.
Deep in thought I forgive everyone
As the cluttered streets greet me once again.
I know I can’t be late.
Supper’s waiting on the table.
Tomorrow’s just an excuse away
So I pull my collar up and face the cold, on my own.
The earth laughs beneath my heavy feet,
At the blasphemy in my old jangly walk.
Steeple guide me to my heart and home.
The sun is out and up and down again.
I know I’ll make it, love can last forever.
Graceful swans of never topple to the earth
And you can make it last, forever - you
You can make it last, forever - you
Can make it last...

And for a moment I lose myself
Wrapped up in the pleasures of the world.
I’ve journeyed here and there and back again
But in the same old haunts I still find my friends,
Mysteries not ready to reveal,
Sympathies I’m ready to return.
I’ll make the effort, love can last forever.
Graceful swans of never topple to the earth.
Tomorrow’s just an excuse
And you can make it last, forever - you
You can make it last, forever - you
Can make it last forever - you,
Forever you...
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