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The Classic Crime lyrics : "Seattle"

My real estate
My life is dull
And dried up like the sound

A voice makes when the heart grows cold
And it's going that way


I think I'll move out of state
Somewhere far from Seattle city lights
They burn my eyes

California sounds nice but California's a lie
Maybe I'm out of luck or maybe I'm just blind
All this time


Rain on my hopes
Rain on my soul

Rain on everything that I know
It feels so ludicrous
The pursuit of this dream

We thought we'd be there long ago

My life is like a rolling river

So muddy and absurd
And although I might be mistaken
I know that I'll be heard

And I find the second I try to pull away
I'm thrown back in line
All this time


Rain on my hopes
Rain on my soul

Rain on everything that I know
It feels so ludicrous
The pursuit of this dream

We thought we'd be there long ago

Rain on my hopes

Rain on my soul
Rain on everything that I know
It feels so ludicrous

The pursuit of this dream
We thought we'd be there long ago


And we are looking for the same thing. the same thing
Seattle is calling me back home, back home


Rain on my hopes
Rain on my soul
Rain on everything that I know

It feels so ludicrous
The pursuit of this dream
We thought we'd be there long ago


Rain on my hopes
Rain on my soul

Rain on everything that I know
It feels so ludicrous
The pursuit of this dream

We thought we'd be there long ago

Whoa, whoa

Whoa, whoa

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