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From our lives
The land disappears
All that is left is a heart made of tears
From her smile the golden tooth is worn
Child you´re only hope has flown
Hold on to this house
All I have left is the only place I´ve been

It´s all heart and lungs
It´s not that much fun
It´s hard, hard to run
It´s not that much fun
It´s all heart and lungs
It´s all...

Heart
Heart
Heart
Heart