Amelia

	  		

Intro: 

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I was driving across the burning desert 
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When I spotted six jet planes 
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Leaving six white vapor trails across the bleak terrain 
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It was the hexagram of the heavens 
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it was the strings of my guitar 
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Amelia it was just a false alarm 

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The drone of flying engines 
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Is a song so wild and blue 
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It scrambles time and seasons if it gets thru to you 
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Then your life becomes a travelogue 
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Of picture post card charms 
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Amelia it was just a false alarm 

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People will tell you where they've gone 
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They'll tell you where to go 
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But till you get there yourself you never really know 
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Where some have found their paradise 
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Other's just come to harm 
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Oh, Amelia it was just a false alarm 

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I wish that he was here tonight 
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It's so hard to obey 
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His sad request of me to kindly stay away 
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So this is how I hide the hurt 
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As the road leads cursed and charmed 
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I tell Amelia it was just a false alarm 

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A ghost of aviation 
She was swallowed by the sky 
Or by the sea like me she had a dream to fly 
Like Icarus ascending 
On beautiful foolish arms 
Amelia it was just a false alarm 

Maybe I've never really loved 
I guess that is the truth 
I've spent my whole life in clouds at icy altitude 
And looking down on everything 
I crashed into his arms 
Amelia it was just a false alarm 

I pulled into the Cactus Tree Motel 
To shower off the dust 
And I slept on the strange pillows of my wanderlust 
I dreamed of 747s 
Over geometric farms 
Dreams Amelia - dreams and false alarms