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The Edge Of Time

de The Rentals

What a strange day
Put your head out the door way
Into the streets where the kids play
A game you used to know

As the day sets
Into the sky bottled rockets
Mothers are calling
It's time to come home

Oooh oooh oooh
It's time to come home

Now it's night fall
You've got plans for nothing at all
Who knows who might call
But then where would you go?

Go into the night light
Into the dim lights
Look for someone who'll tell you to come on home

Oooh oooh oooh
It's time to come home

Innocence lost somewhere in Alphaville
Inside a dream, you are beside me still
When I awake, the dream is over
You're gone, gone, gone

What a strange time
As you flip on your house lights
And you realize there is no one at home

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