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Alive
Days we drive around
With Siamese raining down
And there's angels shooting stars
And there's angels shooting stars
Cool summers pouring down
Washing green across the town
And we follow long its trail
We run around and trace the ground
Falling back to catch the lands
As they fumble through our hands
We feel alive in the move from Sundays
Singing, loud, loud, loud, loud, loud, loud
Feel alive in the move from Sundays
We sing and shout, we sing and shout
It's raining hard like the years between us
Leaving silent space around us
Forming walls like they're meant to part
They're raining down, they're raining down
Dreams the lost are found
All the silent make a sound
And the timid free again
Lying here on the edge of sun
We slowly rest our eyes
In these nights there's moon and stars
And we shout, shout, shout, shout, shout
To cure the silence, oh
And our loud, loud, loud, loud times
Will carry on, and on, and on
We feel alive in the move from Sundays
Singing loud, loud, loud, loud, loud, loud
Feel alive in the move from Sundays
We sing and shout, we sing and shout
It's raining hard like the years between us
Leaving silent space around us
Forming walls like they're meant to part
They're raining down, they're raining down
We feel alive in the move from Sundays
Singin' loud, loud, loud, loud, loud, loud
Feel alive in the move from Sundays
We sing and shout, we sing and shout
Days we drive around
We slowly turn the car
And there's angels shooting stars
And there's angels shooting stars
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And there's angels shooting stars
And there's angels shooting stars
We slowly turn the car
Days we drive around
We sing and shout, we sing and shout
Feel alive in the move from Sundays
Singin' loud, loud, loud, loud, loud, loud
We feel alive in the move from Sundays
They're raining down, they're raining down
Forming walls like they're meant to part
Leaving silent space around us
It's raining hard like the years between us
We sing and shout, we sing and shout
Feel alive in the move from Sundays
Singing loud, loud, loud, loud, loud, loud
We feel alive in the move from Sundays
Will carry on, and on, and on
And our loud, loud, loud, loud times
To cure the silence, oh
And we shout, shout, shout, shout, shout
In these nights there's moon and stars
We slowly rest our eyes
Lying here on the edge of sun
And the timid free again
All the silent make a sound
Dreams the lost are found
They're raining down, they're raining down
Forming walls like they're meant to part
Leaving silent space around us
It's raining hard like the years between us
We sing and shout, we sing and shout
Feel alive in the move from Sundays
Singing, loud, loud, loud, loud, loud, loud
We feel alive in the move from Sundays
As they fumble through our hands
Falling back to catch the lands
We run around and trace the ground
And we follow long its trail
Washing green across the town
Cool summers pouring down
And there's angels shooting stars
And there's angels shooting stars
With Siamese raining down
Days we drive around
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