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What's that you said? I wasn't listening |
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How long have we been talking? |
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I didn't see the clock when I came in |
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The storm stayed out in the valley |
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Think of all the rain that we been missing |
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You might say anything to anyone, but you still jump back |
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At the black cat hissing |
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Why you gonna raise your hand to make the pickup |
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When you're gonna get sent down alone |
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I turned away to keep from asking cuz I know you want to find a home |
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Why you gonna raise your hand to make the pickup |
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When you're gonna get sent down alone? |
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Searching in the night |
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Couldn't read the signs at all |
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Houses and windows, pale grey circles under the eyes inside |
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No keys, no chains, waiting in the kitchen all night long |
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No need to hide, mores the fool too full to fall |
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Reverse the shade, fill your pockets up with hair and teeth and straw |
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Won't be moving on |
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If I ever heard any word |
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That didn't sound like the thrashing of the wing of a bird |
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Could you keep it quiet? |
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You have to do your best |
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Not to make yourself confess |
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When you feel like a naked fool over all the things |
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You couldn't pull |
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Why you gonna raise your hand to make the pickup |
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When you're gonna get sent down alone? |
