If you say it is, then I guess it is What you say it is, but I don't feel anything 'Cause your pendulum doesn't swing again Yeah, your pendulum hasn't swung back in
It's a champagne year full of sober months Through my mulling days, through my dry moments I saw the morning Northern Lights Convinced it was the end of times I saw the morning Northern Lights
Gotta get young fast Gotta get young quick Gotta make this last If it makes me sick
I saw the morning Northern Lights Convinced it was the end of times I saw the morning Northern Lights Convinces it was the end of times
I saw the morning Northern Lights (x4)
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