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I hear them whispering |
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Just out of view |
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Still unknown what's inside of you |
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Outside your window, |
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Neighbors peer in at you |
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How can we care for you? |
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How can we hold on to you? |
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Caught up in motion, swirling around, |
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Sometimes you're standing still |
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On uneven ground |
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Too many sirens they keep you up at night |
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Sit back and, hold your ears |
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How will we hold back your tears |
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I hear them whispering, they analyze |
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But no one knows what's lost in your eyes |
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Sending the message, it doesn't get to you |
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How can we care for you? |
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Slipping, away deep, inside of you |
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and how can we hold on to you? |
