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The first rose to rise up in the ruins of the flood |
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You brought me down like a hawk to your glove |
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But a poor girl is made out of sorrow and blood |
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Some hearts survive but mine isn't one |
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And we go once down the aisle |
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Twice 'round the stars |
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You had all the persuasion of a snake on my arm |
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And seven times the charm |
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My dreams grew like feathers and fell all at once |
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Much too heavy but never enough |
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To lay down beside you and cover you up |
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Only God should deserve so much love |
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And we go once down the aisle |
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Twice 'round the stars |
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You had all of the gleam of the jewels on my arm |
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And seven times the charm |
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The same way the earth moves under you like it does |
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And swallows the light of the sun |
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I didn't feel you turning didn't know what it was |
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But the rains had already begun |
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I never once saw you smile |
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As I pulled you into my arms |
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You had none of the kindness and all of the harm |
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And seven times the charm |
