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Your heart sings like a kettle |
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and your words, they boil away like steam. |
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A lie burns long while the truth bites quick, |
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a heart is built for both it seems. |
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You are lonely as a church, |
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despite the queuing out your door. |
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I am empty as a promise, no more. |
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When the time comes, |
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and rights have been read, |
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I think of you often |
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but for once I meant what I said. |
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I was salted by your hunger, |
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now you've gone and lost your appetite |
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and a little bird is every bit as handy in a fight. |
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I am lonely as a memory |
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despite the gathering round the fire. |
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Aren't you every bird on every wire? |
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When the time comes, |
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and rights have been read, |
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I think of you often |
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but for once I meant what I said. |
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Here I stay, I lay me down, |
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in a house by the Hill. |
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Dug from the rubble, cut from the kill. |
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Here I stay, I lay me down, |
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in a house by the Hill. |
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Dug from the rubble, cut from the kill. |
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Dug from the rubble, cut from the kill. |
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Dug from the rubble, cut from the kill. |
