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Just as the moment arrived |
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Became a second a fall |
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It wasn't over then |
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I want some light to come in |
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They looked older besides |
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Coming down behind |
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Was I the only one? |
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Was I the only one? |
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They were waiting down by the second street stop |
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Again |
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Was it the first time I had ever seen anyone |
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Was I alone? |
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And on the wrong side looking for you |
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Underneath the concrete there ain't no place to move |
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They'd stolen all of our wings |
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Beneath a golden ring |
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It was the kind you'd use |
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It was the kind you'd use |
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I was waiting down |
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And the second I stopped |
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The walls started closing in |
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I'd already given everything |
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Was I alone? |
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I was awake |
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For the last time ready to run |
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Run until the concrete stops |
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Stop and give in |
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There's no way to win |
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There's nothing to win |
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Last time I had been there waiting |
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Overcast and summer day |
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Back to nowhere |
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Up to know you |
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Now I'm needed suddenly |
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They couldn't find the cause |
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If there was only one |
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And if they're waiting for you |
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And they'll be watching for you |
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Were they still down by the second street stop? |
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And then, was it the only time I had ever seen anyone |
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Or was I alone? |
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Was I too late? |
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For a moment I was forced to choose |
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Underneath the concrete looking for some space to move |
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I could be running to the sidewalk's end for the rest of my days |
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Looking for the faintest light, slipping away |
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Slipping away |
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Away, away |
