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I am digging deep, I am digging wide |
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Looking for clues, in the grand design |
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But no better, no better I'll never ever be |
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I f I can't keep what I find |
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Cuz I have lost so many things |
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And I have loved so foolishly |
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But oh, never no never have I walked this dark path |
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Or felt this troubled sleep |
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So can you make ends meet when they're tattered and frayed |
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Make peace with the things that you've done |
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Cuz the end has nothing to do with the means and the |
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Way that the battle's won |
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Cuz you try to talk me down |
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And I'm running all around |
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You try to make some sense of me |
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But there I am in pieces on the ground |
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And so I wander, so I lust |
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Ever wonder who to trust |
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Cuz there's no clear line from blindness to sight |
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No straight path from dust to dust |
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So can you make ends meet when they're tattered and frayed |
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Make peace with the things that you've done |
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When the end has nothing to do with the means and the |
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Way that the battle's won |
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And you try to talk me down |
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And I'm running all around |
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You try to make some sense of me |
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But there I am in pieces on the ground |
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So I am digging deep, I am digging wide |
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I can see true, when I see your eyes |
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And no better, no bettter I'll never ever be |
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Without love by my side |
