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It's bigger than we thought |
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It's taller than it ought to be |
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This pile of rubble and ruins |
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The neighbors must talk |
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It's the worst yard on the block |
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Just branches and boards where walls stood |
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Did it seem to you |
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Like the storm just knew |
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We weren't quite finished with the roof |
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When it started? |
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So we build |
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We build |
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We clear away what was and make room for what will be |
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If you hold the nails, I'll take the hammer |
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I'll hold it still, if you'll climb the ladder |
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If you will, then I will, build |
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On any given day |
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We could simply walk away |
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And let someone else hold the pieces |
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The lie that we tell |
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Says its better somewhere else |
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As if love flies south when it freezes |
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What I'm trying to say |
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In some clumsy way |
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Is that it's you and only you for always |
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What I'm trying to say |
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In some clumsy way |
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Is that its you and only you, not just for now, not just today |
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But its you and only you for always |
