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It's not what you have said, its what you have done |
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Your right, without a fight, |
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This might be worth it to you and in the process gotten to me |
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I think that nothing can fly |
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With this broken wing |
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There's so much to hold on to now |
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Nothing can fly, with this broken wing |
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So here's a gift, in this feather |
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You've gone to far |
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Left standing alone |
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Lets sort this out together |
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Your right, without a fight, |
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This might be worth it to you and in the process gotten to me |
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I think that nothing can fly |
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With this broken wing |
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There's so much to hold on to now |
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Nothing can fly, with this broken wing |
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So here's a gift, in this feather |
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From this house of our friendship shut the door |
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Light the match, throw behind you and walk away |
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These ashes |
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These ashes |
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These ashes |
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I think that nothing can fly |
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With this broken wing |
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There's so much to hold on to now |
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Nothing can fly, with this broken wing |
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So here's a gift, in this feather |
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Nothing can fly, with this broken wing |
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So here's a gift, in this feather |
