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I met the first guy |
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Who said 'I'll always remember this night, Jane' |
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When I brought cigarettes home on a whim |
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It was really him |
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And all of us other guys |
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Who've said it since then |
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Well we've been trying to mean it as sincerely as he did |
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There is a metal divide |
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Between myself and this lake in New Jersey |
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Silver seaweed hands reach up and grab |
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A woman walking dog pulled in |
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Never heard from again |
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Focus on shining tension |
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We're striders on the surface |
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Of striders on the surface |
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I found a dog's leash on the shores of the Pacific |
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It means nothing to me |