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strange moon on the horizon
then we’re crawling in its wake
looking over our shoulders
counting up our past mistakes

casting nets in autumn weather
reeling in the silver fray(?)
slow dancing closer into december
suddenly a touch awakes

hey what do they know?
hey what do they know?
hey what do they hear, hear, hear(?)

glorious we are together
we could leave the rest alone
we could hear the call of every new morning
we wake up where we belong

*not the official lyrics. this is my own transcription because I couldn’t find them anywhere

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