Frank Turner - I Am Disappeared

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i keep having
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dreams of pioneers and pirate ships and bob dylan
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of people wrapped up tight in the thing that’ll kill them
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of being trapped in a lift plunging straight to the bottom
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of open seas and ways of life we’ve forgotten
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i keep having dreams

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amy worked in a bar in exeter
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i went back to her house and i slept beside her
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she woke up screaming in the middle of the night
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terrified of her own insides
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dreams of pirate ships and patty hearst
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breaking through a life of a rehearse
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she can’t remember which came first
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the house the home or the terrible thirst
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she keeps having dreams

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and on the worst days
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when it feels like life weighs ten thousand tonnes
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she’s got her cowboy boots and her keys on the bed stand
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so she can always run
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she could get up and shower in half an hour
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she’d be gone

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i keep having dreams of things i need to do
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of waking up and not following through
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it feels like i haven’t slept at all
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when i wake to a silence and she’s facing the wall
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posters of dylan and hemingway
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an antique cupboard . . . sailor’s escape ( ? )
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she says you just can’t live this way
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i close my eyes and never say
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i’m still having dreams

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and on the worst days
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when it feels like life weighs ten thousand tonnes
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i sleep with my passport , one eye on the back door
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so i can always run
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i could get up and shower in half an hour
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i’d be gone

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and come morning i Am disappeared
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just an imprint on the bed sheets

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and by the roadside with my thumb out
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a car pulls up and bob’s driving
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so i climb in we don’t say a word
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as we pull off into the sunrise

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and these rivers of tarmac
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are like arteries ’cross the country

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we are blood cells
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alive in
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the blood stream
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and the beating heart of the country

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we are electric pulses
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in pathways of the sleeping soul of the country

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we are electric pulses
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in pathways of the sleeping soul of the country

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we are electric
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in the sleeping soul of the country
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( the sleeping soul of the country )

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