Bush - 40 Miles From The Sun

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There is nowhere left to hide 
There is nothing to be done 
No people to be saved 
No pets we've never names 
40 miles from the sun 
As darkness craves the mind 
We come undone without our pride 
No time on the earth to come 
All the pleasures just begun 
40 miles from the sun 

In our coats beneath the layers 
Wash my skin of all the hate 
We should sleep late 
Everything just kind of grates 
40 miles from the sun 
40 miles from the sun 
40 miles from the sun 

I need to lose to make it right 
I'll confront the stars tonight 
I will babble I will bite 
You will never know how much you shine 
40 miles from the sun 
40 miles from the sun 
40 miles from the sun