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Do you recognize me |
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Here on this sleeper train |
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And do you feel the pain |
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Growing into the night, Mary |
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And I can feel the taste |
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Of your third birthday cake |
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Remember how it was |
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To hold you into my arms, Mary |
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It was there |
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The summer lights around |
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I was there |
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His hand upon my knees |
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And we're gone |
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Across this sunny streets |
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And we're gone |
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The day you died, Mary |
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And we go faster now |
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Together throught the fields |
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Here on this sleeper train |
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And I can touch your face, Mary |
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The precious things we've done |
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Hidden under my skin |
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I let you sleep a while |
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I let you sleep a while, Mary |
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It was there |
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The summer lights around |
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I was there |
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His hand upon my knees |
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And we're gone |
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Across this sunny streets |
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And we're gone |
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The day you died, Mary |
