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Text: Johnny Flynn. Amazon Love.

Everybody in this place is dreaming
It's been that way forever
They're all gonna wake up soon
They'll all be hell for leather

Up the smoky walls of yesterday
And the dusty prince of last year
And nicotine burning sycophants
And the glowing mould of fear

Gonna as sweep this house clean out
Gonna blow out all of the lights
We'll dream back up the Amazon
We'll steer her home tonight
We'll steer her home tonight

In the elegant sails of infinity
And the blowing winds of old love
Are the words from the mouths of the delicate crowds
In the shimmering realms up above

Blow me home
Blow me home
Blow me home
Take me in hold me close
Blow me home
We're aware of perspective to not be rejected
Blow me home
Blow me home
Blow me home

Blow me home
Blow me home
Blow me home

Now quick to the cut are we waking
And seeing it all as the dream
The pillars that raised us is shaking
And Samson's wheel is the fiend

That one minute we see and the next we don?t
In our minds in the devil's long tail
Slapping sense to its peak and a hard strung out weak
And sold back to the love in our sails

Gonna sweep this house clean out
Gonna blow out all of the lights
We'll dream back up the Amazon
We'll steer her home tonight
We'll steer her home tonight