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She said look at the moon it's like a fingernail clipping |
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A silver of light in the cold black sky |
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I gave her my coat, held her close and she cried |
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As the sun came up over the jagged skyline |
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The silence amplified our beating hearts |
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And I didn't answer when she asked why |
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One life to live, many paths to take |
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One twists and turns and falls away |
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And flowers bloom in brilliant light and fade into the night |
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So much to lose or so it seems |
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These idle games and children's dreams |
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How they confound and split the seams inside my mind |
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I just keep moving on into the unknown |
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And I go walking alone toward the |
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St. Augustine bell |
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Been thinking about you since you went away |
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We used to sit here and watch as the shadows played |
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And if I try real hard |
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I can remember that sound |
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Ringing out just like a clarion |
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Echoing off the wall of the dark arcade |
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One life to live, many paths to take |
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One twists and turns and falls away |
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And flowers bloom in brilliant light and fade into the night |
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So much to lose or so it seems |
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These idle games and children's dreams |
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How they confound and split the seams inside my mind |
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I just keep moving on into the unknown |
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And now being alone feels like |
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I'm holding my breath |
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I try to be cool, |
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I try to push it down |
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I walk like |
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I know where we're going on a |
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Friday night |
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Oh and the city streets are the veins of a beast |
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Yeah it's always tired but it never sleeps |
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I cry with the sirens, dance with the freaks, c'mon |
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I'm getting on into the unknown |
