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Elevation
 
 
The last word 
is the lost word 
Why don't you say so 
 
I sleep light 
on these shores tonite 
I live light on these shores 
 
Elevation... don't go to my head 
 
Now you give me no trouble 
and you give me no help 
It is the clown 
that works so well 
 
I sleep light on these shores tonite. 
I live light on these shores. 
 
Elevation don't go to my head 
 
Our lips are sealed our breath is burning 
These cold wild seas have left us turning 
But I sleep light on these shores tonite 
I live light on these shores 
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