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North Atlantic Oscillation
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Some Blue Hive
When you knock on the door With the poise of a saint When your scarf falls away with a flick and a sway There are suddenly reasons to wait
In a flying machine A revelatory scene Comes with synchronised pain and a chance to stay sane Throwing grappling hooks 'round your waist
Some blue hive knows where we have gone Wait for help to come
With a mouth for a gun Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com You're the deadliest one There were three in the pride and the little one died It was weeks before someone realised See it's never too late Not to rise to the bait Not to open your eyes to the grease and the lies To the stains on the theatre floor
Some blue hive knows where we have gone To prowl the skies and Wait for help to come
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