Northern Lites
Born in a manger
You're getting stranger everyday
Uncertain chancer
You're sending everything astray
You're certain danger
You're a monsoon and a fire
All in one
Got me on the run
There's a distant light
A forest fire burning everything in sight
Easy Fight
We pick it up in space with survey satellite
You're turning every modern theory on its head
Leaving me for dead
You're so demanding
You've got me fumbling for escape
I'm understanding
But I'm afraid it's all too late
To find a meaning
You're blowing everything away
From coast to coast
Got me much too close
Don't worry me, or hurry me
Blow me far away to the Northern Lights
Abandon me, abandon me
Blow me far away.....
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