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Keep me under your bones |
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Walk with me when you roam |
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Isn't it crazy how we learn to return? |
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Isn't it crazy how we run to trust it? |
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So don't leave me here holding daffodils |
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It all seems clear when |
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I'm lying still |
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Though you never will |
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Keep me under your style |
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Walk with me down the aisle |
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Isn't it crazy how we learn to return? |
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Isn't it crazy how we run to trust it? |
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So don't leave me here holding daffodils |
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It all seems clear when |
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I'm lying still |
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Though you never will, daffodil |
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I will not fall |
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I will not fall, |
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I will not |
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So don't leave me here holding daffodils |
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It all seems clear when |
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I'm lying still |
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Though I never will, daffodil |