Highwire Days

Psychedelic Furs

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    They tore up our kisses and ran
    On tomorrow's pages
    And the lions have eaten the lamb
    On tomorrow's pages
    There's a day of your life in your hands
    Full of people you don't understand
    In my highwire days
    I can see all the way
    I see through the games you play
    In my highwire days
    They pushed all the buttons and things
    On tomorrow's pages
    And the sirens do nothing but sing
    On tomorrow's pages
    And you put on your prettiest face
    And you wait for the news that we made
    In my highwire days
    I can see all the way
    I see through the games you play
    In my highwire days
    Our dreams have all gone up on sale
    On tomorrow's pages
    And we paid for the cross and the nails
    On tomorrow's pages
    And we put on our prettiest face
    And we wait for the news that we made
    In my highwire days
    I can see all the way
    I see through the games we play
    In my highwire days
    In my highwire days
    I can see all the way
    I see through the games we play
    In my highwire days

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    Composition: Richard Butler and John Ashton

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