Lattitude

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Grey London morning, wet London 
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streets
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Rain on the window, wind in the 
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trees
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It's my time to write, it's your
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 time to calL
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There's something about distance 
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that gets to us all

Dark clouds above me, little people 
below
All walk with a purpose with 
someplace to go
It's my place to paint my own 
selfish scene
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On this cold lonely canvas, it's 
just the weather and me

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B          Em
And latitude
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Fold back the morning and bring 
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on the night
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There's an alien moon
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That hangs between darkness and 
   D
light
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Latitude between me and you
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You're a straight line of distance
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A cold strech of black across blue
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Latitude

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Cracks in the sidewalks, dogs on the
 run
An old poster reading "Give us your 
sons"
Window frames capture moments in 
time
But latitude captures the heart and 
the mind