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Leaving, but never far enough |
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Like a ship caught in the bay |
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We'll show each other where it hurts |
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And well make the fuckers pay |
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And what is it we don't do well enough |
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That were constantly afraid. |
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And clearing up the pieces when your gone |
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But the silence always stays |
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The silences and formlessness is gone |
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With the hand that rocked the babe |
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Well forgive each other what is done |
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There's no one we could blame |
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And neither side is sure enough to move |
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There's something in the way |
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And still for all the wisdom that we've got |
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We're suffering the same |
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Buried in the work what never ends |
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And silently we fade.. |
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And we walk on.. on.. |
