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It is my world you see outside |
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It is my day - It is my night |
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It is the odour of delight |
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What I'm recalling |
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It is the face inside the pond |
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It is the monster we've all become |
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It is the things still undone |
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What I'm recalling |
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It is the will - It is the lure |
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It is the pain I knew for sure |
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It is the life I didn't want to lead |
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What I'm recalling |
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It is the news on TV |
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It is the picture hurting me |
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It is the truth - we want to flee |
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What I'm recalling |
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It is the duty we all discharge |
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It is my burden that is too large |
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It is the empty words we adore |
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What I'm recalling |
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It is the puppets guiding us |
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It is the lies which we trust |
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It is the fate we've never had |
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What I'm recalling |
