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"Inwards"

I wouldn't want to go home on a night like this
When I find out that some of the past has been missed
And the light in the window has burnt it's fuse
I pull everything inward but everything's loose
Everything inwards but everything's loose
Everything inwards but everything's loose
I wouldn't want to stay out with news like this
All the engines too loud all the pavements hiss
How the scouts in the stairwell will meet again
Pull everything inwards but everything's shame
Everything inwards but everything's loose
Everything inwards but everything's loose
I wouldn't want to stay out with news like this
All the engines too loud all the pavements hiss
How the scouts in the stairwell will meet again
Pull everything inwards but everything's shame
I wouldn't want to go home on a night like this
When I find out that some of the past has been missed
And the light in the window has burnt it's fuse
I pull everything inward but everything's loose
Everything inwards but everything's loose
Everything inwards but everything's loose

Thanks to those who have assisted with lyrics transcription and/or correction: Jonathan Berkey, Michael Bickley, Todd Carrier, Tony Dennison, Mattias Engvall, Svein B. Hjorthaug, Kimberly Hynd, Jeff Cetola, Lewis Crow, Ian Ingham, Christian Jennings, Thomas Kercheval, John Lewis, Simon McKenzie, Allard Mosk, Eric Mossfeldt, Erle Mundle, Martin Powell, Brady Severns, Valeri Shaw, Jeroen Sprenkeler, Bas van Giesen, Michael Wallack and Greg Ziegler. Special thanks to Oliver Hunter.