Who knows about the cards
For the man who holds the ace?
Whatever he has lost
Some had said it was a waste
And the days are growing short
And the nights you lay awake
And the sad can be bored (?)
Couldn't bring myself to stay
You'll find
They'll change their minds
It's still the same
No one left now, an empty space
Time is coming to leave this place
Moving on now, see you there
We're miles from nowhere
Nowhere
(faint, distorted) Miles from nowhere
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