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There is no hole in which to hide There is no plane to catch No hope, tell them that's warm enough No rent to a room that's quiet A friend, I've known

Fear is no home in which to hide Fear is no plane to catch No hotel room that's warm enough No rented room that's quiet A friend I've ??known through

: There is no hole in which to hide There is no plane to catch No hope, tell them that's warm enough No rent to a room that's quiet A friend I've known