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Morning dreads fellow light |
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A lifted dawn, hungover night |
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Porch dwelling dreamers |
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who can't remember why they came |
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To sleepwalk |
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And sweet talk |
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To pluck your pretty petals |
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until he loves you not |
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He loves me not |
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So feast your eyes, then they disappear |
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The young at heart, the insincere |
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The well-meaning, troublemaking troubadours |
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And you toss, and you turn |
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You live, and you learn |
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Just when you thought you had it in your grasp, |
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it flew away |
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It flew away |
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Like fireflies, fickle light, |
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burning holes into the night |
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All the night owls want to know, |
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Oh, where did the love go? |
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Oh, where did the love go? |
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