Bush – Forty Miles From The Sun (Ukulele)

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There is nowhere left to hide.

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There is nothing to be done.

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No people to be saved.

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No pets were never named-forty miles from the

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sun.

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As darkness craves the mind.

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We'll come undone without our pride.

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No time on earth to come.

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All the pleasures just begun-forty miles from

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the sun.

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In our coats beneath the layers.

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Wash my skin of all the hate.

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We should sleep in late.

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Everything just kind of grates-forty miles from

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the sun.

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I need to loose to make it right.

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I'll confront the stars tonight.  I

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will babble I will bite.

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You'll never know how much you shine-forty

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miles from the sun.