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Day was young, desire was stirred |
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Summer was all but gone |
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Light was fading from the side of your face |
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Sinking low in the corn |
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All that's constant and wise |
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I still see in your eyes |
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It was always this way from the start |
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Right here where I stand |
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On the last of the land |
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But you're still breaking the heart |
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Now all I have is rushing right through my hands |
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Sailing over the seas |
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Down that tide where fresh and salt combine |
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All victories are released |
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We who wrestle the years |
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Have traded our fears |
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For a glimpse of ecstasy in the dark |
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Turning ice in the fire |
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But still we're denied |
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But you're still breaking the heart |
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The skies turned red without failure |
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They held their promise and dread till the last |
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You put all of my youth in my future |
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You put the future back into my past |
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So shine a light and shine it brightly now |
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You know it all takes its course |
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And all the many ways I've tried so hard |
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To reach this potent source |
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On the day behind time |
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Across the divide |
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Along the cord came all light out of dark |
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Now I stand amazed |
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In this beautiful pain |
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But you're still breaking the heart |
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You're breaking the heart |
