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Smoke is rising from the houses People burying their dead I ask somebody what the time is But time doesn't matter to them yet Peopla talking without speaking Trying to take what they can get I ask you if you remember Prospekt, how could i forget?

Drums Heres it comes Don't you wish that life could be as simple As fish swimming round in a barrel? When you've got the gun Oh and i run Here it comes We're just two little figures in a soup bpwl Trying to get behind a kind of control But i wasn't one Now here i lie On my own in a separate sky And here i lie On my own in a separate sky I don't wanna die On my own here tonight But here i lie On my own in a separate sky...

                                                 -Chris Martin   http://youtu.be/3qM8AnkwtmM
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