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The facts are these
You're haunted by your past
First you try to change
But it won't last
And all your waking hours
Spent on the lost
The reason the season won
At no cost

Under the midnight sun
Fire and guns
Under the midnight sun
Fire and guns
Under the midnight sun
Fire and guns
Under the midnight sun

This is where our fire sleeps
After a waltz in the streets

At a glance
The passion danced
The meek and the bold
Were in a trance
The planet's habits
Will never cease
Until the two become a piece

You've provoked me
I can't control my temper
I tried to move on
But babe, you know better
They lie just like you and me
They lie just like you and me

This stigma stains our soul
This stigma stains our soul
This stigma stains our soul
We don't have a place to go
Whoa - whoa whoa whoa!

The facts are these
The cultures will adapt
A future of change
An atomic mass
Running out of bounds
Like a snake in the grass
We are a slaving working class

It's false to say
As the stories shift
Like tectonic plates
That move with this riff
The collision is late
For its big hit
The reason we see
It's begun to split

Under the midnight sun
Fire and guns
Under the midnight sun
Fire and guns
Under the midnight sun
Fire and guns
Under the midnight sun

This is where our fire sleeps
After a waltz in the streets

At a glance
The passion danced
The meek and the bold
Were in a trance
The planet's habits
Will never cease
Until the two become a piece

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from The Seek Wince, released June 5, 2011

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Creatively collecting the dust in Oregon.

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