Never Coming Home

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Over this hill there's happiness
 Just around the bend there's happiness
 Oh I wish that it were so
 All our precious work is meaningless
 In the cold vacuum of time it's meaningless
 And we know that it is so
 Searching through these ruins for tenderness
 Clutching in the dark for tenderness
 But we always come up cold
 Behold our slow decline to nothingness
 We fight but we are blind to nothingness
 Oh we're never coming home

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Duration
03:45
Key
9
Tempo
100 BPM

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