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If I close my eyes |
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I'm afraid |
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I won't wake up |
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If I stop and listen |
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I'm afraid |
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I'll hear too much |
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Trying to hold on to the earth |
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Holding on for what it's worth |
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I've got a long black cadillac marble hot tub in the back |
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Champagne waterfall solid gold question mark twenty feet tall |
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Try to paint a world of shapes |
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Over the holes as we're falling |
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The tightened grip is our mistake |
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As we're trying to hold on to the earth |
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Looking for his name wet on brave lips carved on road |
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Look for flame and mercy |
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Hope that tired hands can hold |