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You've heard these words because they're written on my face |
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Like they were carved in stone that time cannot erase. |
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What secrets lie behind an awful shade of blue ? |
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In a place of reckoning I keep returning to. |
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And we return back to the place where words belong, in an awful shade of blue. |
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I sit and listen to an awful shade of blue, |
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And through the creeping dust that I am listening to |
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Are the words that I once loved and meant the world to me. |
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But they are only now a distant memory. |
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And we return back to a place where words belong, in an awful shade of blue. |
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There's no sense in cryin', it is only a shade of blue. |