Varieties of exile
Beirut
Every word sounds like a siren
Into the town, breaking the silence
It's a good life, wait and it's over
Everywhere, ever, oh
Into the town, breaking the silence
It's a good life, wait and it's over
Everywhere, ever, oh
We never would had mind
Here for next time
If there was doubt
It's getting colder
In a new light
I'd turn it over
I can't decide
If there's another
Hand on your fate, never
We never would had mind
Here for next time
We never would had mind
Here for next time
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