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7Twenty7

7twenty 7 Is Ready To Move 
You Know She Packed Her Bags 
With Nothing Left To Prove 
I Thought I Didn!—t Care 
Now I!—m Fallin!— Through 
Wouldn!—t You? 

Well, It!—s A Long Long Journey To The Other Side 
Oh I!—ve Been Wishin!— All Night I Was On That Flight 
And God, You!—d Better Take Care Of The Sweetest Eyes 
I Hear Myself Swallowin!— The Tears I Cry 
I Hear Myself Swallowin!— The Tears I Cry 

7twenty7 Is Up In The Air 
You Know I Feel Her Hands 
On Me Everywhere 
I Thought I Didn!—t Care 
Now I!—m Saying A Prayer 
Hey Mister, Do You Know The Way 
To Salvation Square? 

It!—s A Long Long Winter !—Til The Birds Will Sing 
Oh I!—ll Be Waitin!— All Night For The Phone To Ring 
I!—m Goin!— Up In Smoke And Phoney Magazines 
Everything Is Just Pieces Of My Stupid Dreams 
Everything Is Just Spieces Of My Stupid Dreams 

With The Clouds Passin!— By 
With The Clouds Passin!— By 
It!—s All Right 

7twenty7 Is Close To The Sky 
It Carries The World 
Between Hello And Goodbye 
Like The Monday We Met 
That Disappeared In A Breath 
Like The Sunday She Left 
Forever Smellin!— Of Death 

Another Jet Black Night, Another Drink To Go 
Oh I!—ll Be Diving My Head In The Pure White Snow 
God, You!—d Better Take Care Of This Gold Skinned Friend 
Tell Me, Will I Ever See Her Again 
Tell Me, Will I Ever See Her Again