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It's never easy to say goodbye |
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To the faces |
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So rarely do we see another one |
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So close and so long |
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I asked the room if |
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I'd said enough |
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No one really answered |
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They just said, "Don't go, don't go" |
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Well all this leaving is neverending |
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I kept hoping for one more question |
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Or for someone to say,"Who do you think you are?" |
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So I could tell them |
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With intensity, the drop evaporates by law |
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In conclusion, leaving is easy |
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When you've got some place you need to be |
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I'm giving up this gig for another seaon |
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With the T |
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V on muteI'm listening back to the tapes |
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On the hotel bed |
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My my my apocalypse |
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I realized |
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I had said very little about ways or wheels |
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Or riding for the feeling |
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Riding for the feeling |
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Is the fastest way to reach the shore |
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On water or land |
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Riding for the feeling |
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What if I had stood there at the end |
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And said again and again and again and again and again |
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An answer to every question |
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Riding for the feeling |
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Would that have been a suitable goodbye? |
