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Fighting On The Stairs - The Frames

I'm living out in the old house

And fighting on the stairs

And staring at the windows

Breeze blowing through the years

But if I don't get out of this town

Then something is gonna break

'Cause I gotta find my own way now

Through this thick malaise

Well I don't know

Where else I can turn now

Makes me often wonder

When are we gonna learn

You're wearing too much make-up

Going to the dance

And you're looking over my way now

But some people out there take a chance

But your glow in this light

Is so becoming now

If I don't get out of this town

Something's gonna break

I'm waiting to find my high house soon

And rummage through the age

Sometimes it feels like

We don't stand a chance

And we go

We go with something pure in our hearts