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Daylight is fading like an awkward smile |
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Sun hides behind the west coast |
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I thought I thought I knew I had everything figured out |
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Till night came and I lost my shadow |
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Blend in with moonlight and broken glass |
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Ten hours of panic will follow |
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I'm lost, the trees look black, my red shirt is turning grey |
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Strange things just won't stop appearing |
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Give my day give me light! |
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These days, those days... |
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I was taught to bottle my emptiness |
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Deal with my quarter life angst by painting pictures |
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The tip of my pencil describes what I might have drawn |
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Had my left brain and right hand been in contact |
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Broken sentences now! |
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Read on... |
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Then all at once, the sky started raining |
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Soaked to the bone, I stopped |
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The people of night time came out of hiding |
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One of them turned my way |
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She said: I'd like to tell you some things I wish I'd known |
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When I was young like you |
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It won't take a second, but it could save you years |
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Years pass like seconds out here |
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I was enthralled with the way that she spoke so softly |
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For a lady of her finesse and personal hygiene |
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She had cuts, bruises, scrapes, scratches, hair tangled everywhere |
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But she spoke in a way that commanded my attention |
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You're at the top of your game |
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You're in control of your life |
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The peal of the oyster, the cream of the oreo, |
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What I would give for that I hope you never know |
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So live your life, don't sleep through the nights |
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Life's for the living you've got to start living it right |
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So live your life, don't sleep through the days |
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Dreams are for living you've got to stop letting them die |