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Hold your map upright so the clouds and coast align They’ve got old wars won, a bright brown sun, the crowds to sing alright The lion’s share can rest as we sit in café lights In a neighborhood where all that should may or may not be right Make your way back home again. I am here still These sideway streets are straight and true by strain and will Make your way back home again at a slow pace Promise me from sound to sea you’re mine always Untimely make your way to the tarmac baggage claim It’s all for naught if we forgot. I hope our hope’s the same Sing praise to stars aligned. Rejoice that love is blind To the end of days we’ll have to say you are the best I’ll find I am leaving harbor if you cannot remember Take me where you’re going in the light shade of December The plains I see are floating. The grains I see are growing Take me to the only place I see you’re going Aus Songtexte Mania