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Mine was a memory of amber walls |
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Yours was a house with the strangest doors. |
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One day you told me your heart was full |
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I wanted to know what the trouble was. |
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I loved a story for what it's worth, |
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Spun them around me to watch them grow |
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Like you found a way to forget some time ago |
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That I was your waterfall. |
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When you say that you'd been good |
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But you don't know where you were |
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I'm forgetting every word |
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I'm forgetting everyone |
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Where the water's falling slowly |
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Where the river comes undone |
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I'm forgetting every word |
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I'm forgetting everyone. |
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How did you bury these trails in dirt? |
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Must be the way that you carry on |
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I can recall every second thought |
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You watered them dearly and drowned them all. |
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I had been searching for Camelot |
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Finding your way somewhere down below |
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When you found a way to forgive some time ago, |
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without ever asking first. |
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When you say that you'd been good |
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But you don't know where you were |
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I'm forgetting every word |
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I'm forgetting everyone |
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Where the water's falling slowly |
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Where the rivers come undone |
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I'm forgetting every word |
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I'm forgetting every word. |
