by Paul Weller
Hidden in the back seat of my head
Someplace, I can't remember where
I found it just by coincidence
And now I'm all hung up again
Just like a soldier from the past
Who won't be told it's over yet
Refusing to lay down his gun
He'll keep on fighting 'til his war is won
Waiting for the moment
That will catch me by surprise
Extraordinary
Trying to cease the war inside
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