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Cold morning |
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I was looking out it was a cold day |
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Songbird was drinking from a table |
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But songbird you just flew away |
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Everybody's gotta feel the weight of death sometime |
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And find out what it's like to be left behind |
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Sometimes you don't get a chance to ask where or why |
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So let it break the magic beauty of your fragile mind |
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And let it break the magic beauty of your fragile mind |
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It's not a sign of weakness |
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When you're searching for the places where the |
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memories flow |
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There may come a time when you rearrange and may leave |
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those memories |
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You've gotta let them go |
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Everybody's gotta feel the weight of death sometime |
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And find out what it's like to be left behind |
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Sometimes you don't get a chance to ask where or why |
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Let it break the magic beauty of your fragile mind |
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Let it break the magic beauty of your fragile mind |
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Let it break the magic beauty of your fragile mind |
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Let it break the magic beauty of your fragile mind |
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Everybody's gotta feel the weight of death sometime |
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And find out what it's like to be left behind |
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Sometimes you don't get a chance to ask where or why |
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Let it break the magic beauty of your fragile mind |
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Let it break the magic beauty of your fragile mind |
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Let it break the magic beauty of your fragile mind |
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Let it break the magic beauty of your fragile mind |
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Stay strong |
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Move on |
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Keep on |
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Stay strong |
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Move on |
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Keep on |
