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There it was, the land of decay

We should pack our things and run away

Rest in the quicksand

Shoulder to shoulder, hand in hand

Sink slowly now, take flight

Let silence take this empty light

Take a deep breath as we go, as we go

Wanting higher

Wanting higher up

Wanting higher

'til morning forces us to climb back down

I'd rather stay, I'd rather let us drown

Wanting higher

Wanting higher up

Wanting higher

With a harsh, unpleasant hello

The paranoia I've learned to live with although

I will never shake what's there behind

Your songs are still playing in my mind

All the white only turns to blue

Look after me and I'll look after you

Take a deep breath as we go, as we go