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What's left hanging

In the air

In the air

Break the cycle

Round and round

Round and round we go

You play hide and seek

Now I see

Now I see the light

Eyes spill over

Start to swim

Start to swim away

There strange faces

It was only yesterday we spoke on the phone

A distant memory from all those years ago

But now I'm Looking

At these strange faces

And I'm not coming home

I've never heard you speak like this

On the phone

On the phone

You carry the weight and I take the guilt

Brings me down

Brings me down to this

There strange faces

It was only yesterday we spoke on the phone

A distant memory from all those years ago

But now I'm Looking

At these strange faces

And I'm not coming home

And I'm not coming home