Here's to You

Washed up in Coketown, down and halfway dead
Holes in my pockets, holes in my head
I was walking on the water, I was staring at the blue
Walking down the street and I started falling through
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So here’s to you, whoever you may be
You that held me up when I was sinking in the sea
If you were in Kiltartan and me in Katmandu
I still would not forget you, and I’d do the same for you
Half a million strangers without a hand to lend
Anyone I talked to was my oldest friend
A barman or a policeman, a lamppost or a dog
I heard the Virgin Mary singing in the fog
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