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Make your way to the edge of the world
Last horizon calls winter sound
Catch the clouds pour down from the sky
Come to me, evaporate
And my day stands so still
Shoot the burning star in my eye
Call the comet, ride it so far
Come to me, evaporate

(Ooh, ooh)
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Someone guide me above
Streams of silver and gold
Ride the comet, ride it so far
Come with me, evaporate

Tracers, they come for all here
They come to call us all here
Tracers, they know we've lost the way
Take all the love we lost here and scatter it away

(Ooh, ooh)
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Silver thoughts from above
And the world stands too still
Here they come for our heart
Come and we evaporate

The tracers, they come to our hill
They come to call for all here
Silver and gold pulls all the weight
They come to calm us all down
Take all the love, we're lost here
It's all because we're lost here
Silver and gold glows all so clear
The tracers, they've come for all and they've scattered it away

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Writer(s): James Doviak, Johnny Marr