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Hunters & Collectors

Real World

Come take a walk with me into the morning light

Thought streets of wind-blown paper - this everyday

delight

Oh now open your eyes - see the wonder of it all

We'll kill this hour together - together we can fall

Down the path of sadness down the path of history

Time is on your side and everything you see

All your expectations the laughter in your eyes

All these endless hours will come as no surprise

Back in the real world

You may be guilty of hunger, you may be guilty of pride

So don't you tell anybody the secrets that you hide

So pack up all your bags - this fairytale is broken

It's written on your face - the real world has spoken

Come take a walk with me into the morning light

Through streets of wind blown paper - this everyday

delight

Things will fall together, so clean and civilised

Just let me take you down, cut you down to size

Down the path of sadness down the path of history

It's drifting with the tide and everything you see

It's back in the real world

Back in the real world baby

Back in the real world

[repeat]

So good to be here

So good to be here

Living in a life of history

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