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She got down on hands and knees |
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One ear against the ground |
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Holding her breath to hear something |
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But the dirt made not a sound tonight |
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Echoes of songs still lurk on distant foreign shores |
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Where we danced just to please the Gods |
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That only ask for more and so it goes |
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But still we give ourselves to this |
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We can't spend our lives waiting to live |
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On cold nights in a prayer for dawn |
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But daylight isn't what she wants |
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The concrete calls my name again |
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I'm falling, through the cracks I slip |
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The postcard says wish you were here |
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But I'd rather I was there |
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Holding on to the simple things |
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Before they disappear, that's what I meant |
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But that was then and this is now |
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I'll make it up to you somehow |
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On cold nights in a prayer for dawn |
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But daylight isn't what she wants |
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The concrete calls my name again |
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I'm falling, through the cracks I slip |
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A destination, a fading smile |
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Another station, another mile |
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Another day gone, but I swore that I will |
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Be there before dawn, so be there, I will |
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She got down on hands and knees |
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One ear against the ground |
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Holding her breath to hear something |
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Anything at all |
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The dirt whispered child I'm coming home |
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On cold nights in a prayer for dawn |
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But daylight isn't what she wants |
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The concrete calls my name again |
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I'm falling, through the cracks I slip, I slip |
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Through the cracks I slip |
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Through the cracks I slip |