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So I find myself among
The brave Southsestern hills GREAT SOUTHWESTERN
Running like a madman on the moor
Let the sweet Atlantic rain
Wash away my youth
The Men-An-Tol shone strangely in the storm

I get the strangest feeling
In the air around
It's more than just a feeling
A different way of seeing
A different kind of life
Something I believe in

But in amongst the city lights
The feeling's not so clean CLEAR
Neon lights and faceless signs
Hide what I hold dear
It's there to find if you have the mind
And you don't live in fear of it

I rest among what still remains
Of lifes that passed before
Lighting strikes the top of Zennor Tor
I find myself amazed again
At man's pathetic score
Years of knowledge wasted and ignored

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Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

Songwriters: FRIEND, SIMON / HEATHER, CHARLES KENTON / CHADWICK, MARK / SEVINK, JONATHAN / CUNNINGHAM, JEREMY