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    The song describes a city where the walls kept tumbling down. Even with great clouds rolling over the hills and bringing darkness from above, if you close your eyes it almost feels like nothing has changed at all and like you've been there before. The singer questions how to remain optimistic after being lost in vices as the dust settled and walls continued falling in the city they love.

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    The song describes a city where the walls kept tumbling down. Even with great clouds rolling over the hills and bringing darkness from above, if you close your eyes it almost feels like nothing has changed at all and like you've been there before. The singer questions how to remain optimistic after being lost in vices as the dust settled and walls continued falling in the city they love.

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    Pompeii

    Uploaded by

    Helen
    The song describes a city where the walls kept tumbling down. Even with great clouds rolling over the hills and bringing darkness from above, if you close your eyes it almost feels like nothing has changed at all and like you've been there before. The singer questions how to remain optimistic after being lost in vices as the dust settled and walls continued falling in the city they love.

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    "Pompeii" BASTILLE

    I was left to my own devices


    Many days fell away with .................... to
    show
    And the walls kept tumbling down
    In the city that we .....................
    Great clouds roll over the hills
    ........................... darkness from above
    But if you close your eyes,
    Does it almost feel like
    Nothing ........................ at all?
    And if you close your eyes,
    Does it almost feel like
    You've been here .......................?
    How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
    How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
    We were caught up and ...................... in all
    of our vices
    In your pose as the dust settled around us
    And the walls kept tumbling down
    In the city that we love
    Great .......................... roll over the hills
    Bringing darkness from above
    But if you close your eyes,
    Does it almost feel like
    Nothing changed at all?
    And if you close your eyes,
    Does it almost ..............................
    You've been here before?
    How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
    How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
    Eh-eh-o eh-o
    Oh ........................... do we begin?
    The rubble or our sins?
    Oh oh where do we begin?
    The rubble or our sins?
    And the ..........................kept tumbling down
    (oh where do we begin?)
    In the city that we love (the rubble or our
    sins?)
    Great clouds roll over the hills (oh where do
    we begin?)

    Bringing ............................from above (the


    rubble or our sins?)
    But if you close your eyes,
    Does it almost feel like
    Nothing changed at all?
    And if you close your eyes,
    Does it ...........................feel like
    You've been here before?
    How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
    How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
    If you close your eyes, does it almost feel like
    nothing changed ..?
    Eh-eh-o eh-o

    Pompeii bastille
    I was left to my own devices
    Many days fell away with nothing to show
    And the walls kept tumbling down
    In the city that we love
    Great clouds roll over the hills
    Bringing darkness from above
    But if you close your eyes,
    Does it almost feel like
    Nothing changed at all?
    And if you close your eyes,
    Does it almost feel like
    You've been here before?
    How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
    How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
    We were caught up and lost in all of our vices
    In your pose as the dust settled around us
    And the walls kept tumbling down
    In the city that we love
    Great clouds roll over the hills
    Bringing darkness from above
    But if you close your eyes,
    Does it almost feel like
    Nothing changed at all?
    And if you close your eyes,
    Does it almost feel like
    You've been here before?
    How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
    How am I gonna be an optimist about this?

    Eh-eh-o eh-o
    Oh where do we begin?
    The rubble or our sins?
    Oh oh where do we begin?
    The rubble or our sins?
    And the walls kept tumbling down (oh where do
    we begin?)
    In the city that we love (the rubble or our sins?)
    Great clouds roll over the hills (oh where do we
    begin?)
    Bringing darkness from above (the rubble or our
    sins?)
    But if you close your eyes,
    Does it almost feel like
    Nothing changed at all?
    And if you close your eyes,
    Does it almost feel like
    You've been here before?
    How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
    How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
    If you close your eyes, does it almost feel like
    nothing changed at all?

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