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"I'm From A Vault... Where Are You From?"

Run baby, run,
Don't look back.
We're headed for
The horizon,
(not coming back)
When it seems
All is clear,
We lose our footing.
We lose our footing.
But we're not slowing down.
But we're not slowing down.

We're all inclined,
to think of all the people that we have left behind.
We fade, we fade.

Take, my, hand.
Take, my, hand.

This distance means
Everything.
The wolves are coming out to play.
So grab my hand
Baby,
And lets dance the night away.

This whole damn world
Is maddening,
And it separates the willing.
Lets pull ourselves together,
Or spend the night in hell.

This could be a great disaster; slowing down.
but we're not slowing down, we're not slowing down.

We're all inclined,
to think about the people that we have left behind.
We fade, we fade.
I'm holding on,
to things I never realized, if we were wrong,
We'll fade, we'll fade.

I'm feeling right tonight.
There's only steady winds and currents on my mind.
Well are you feeling fine.
Cuz all we have is this champagne and the moonlight.

We're going home!

We're all inclined,
to think about the people that we have left behind.
We fade, we fade.
I'm holding on,
to things I never realized, if we were wrong,
We'll fade, we'll fade away.

If I should fall tonight, I'd beg for your life.
Cause all we are, are burning stars.

Cause all we are, are burning stars...

Thanks to Steve for these lyrics

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