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Now as I lay by your side would you tell me why everything has to be lies |
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Leaving everyone wondering when we'll all wind up dead to all we are within |
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Wednesday the third was the night that you rambled alone in the frigid white light |
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Like a leopard about to dig into trembling skin with wind whipping your shins |
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Nobody came too soon |
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Oh, haven't you heard the news? |
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Our eyes are opening up to you |
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Surprise!Now as |
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I lean to the side |
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I can see all the thought's that you're trying to hide |
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Don't worry about the pets, they'll be safe at our address |
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I've arranged for a ferry to |
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France where you should relax |
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Oh, haven't you heard the news? |
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Surprise!Nobody came too soon |
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Our eyes are opening up to you |
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Nobody came too soon |
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Surprise!You'll always be in |
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Our eyes are opening up to you |
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Our eyes are opening up to you |
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You'll always be in |
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You've left everyone wondering when we'll all wind up dead to all we are within |
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Our eyes are opening up to you |
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But now as the daisies die off and the wind scurries scarlet leaves like they were dust |
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We can see somewhere off to the east a gaggle of geese are singing your goodbye |
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Hear their sweetest lullaby |
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Listen up to hear the sky will soon clear and you'll be the last one to wish for rain |
