Mary Black – St Kilda Again (Guitar)

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Your famous philosophies

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Tied up in brown paper wrapping and string

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You stepped back through time like the time that you stepped through

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Meant nothing at all

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A little bit weary and world worn

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And eager for talking some more

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And we leaned on each other like brothers and fought

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With our backs to the wall

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We took no routine stance

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We were living our lives by chance

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Robbing Peter for Paul, losing it all

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Maybe I'll find you one Saturday night in St. Kilda again

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We were wrong, the world didn't end between there and here

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Though it's still looking shaky and worn

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Did you give up your dreaming

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Believing time finds a price for us all?

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Time is an enemy, patient and clever

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And way beyond our control

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When you run out of time, it's funny

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But money can't talk at all

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We took no routine stance

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We were living our lives by chance

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Robbing Peter for Paul, losing it all

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Maybe I'll find you one Saturday night in St. Kilda again

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This old town again

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When the world turned rough and betrayed your trust

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And they left you out in the cold

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In the deafening silence, a man is an island

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When he's out on his own

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A little bit weary and world worn

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Not eager for talking anymore

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Hey brother, what happened to standing and fighting

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With our backs to the wall?

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We took no routine stance

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We were living our lives by chance

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Robbing Peter for Paul, losing it all

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Maybe I'll find you one Saturday night

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We took no routine stance

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We were living our lives by chance

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Robbing Peter for Paul, losing it all

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Maybe I'll find you one Saturday night in St. Kilda again

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This old town again