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The moment I thought I knew |
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where I was standing, |
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counting minutes by |
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the beat of my hands tapping, |
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all the walls are covered in my fault. |
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I once wrote a song, |
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the meaning was lost |
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when my words came out wrong. |
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But you all held it down, |
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you all held it to me to sing it out loud. |
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Just understand |
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that I don't want to do this again. |
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We grew apart, |
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and I can feel for once |
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that I belong somewhere else. |
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Will it sell? |
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And will the kids define it |
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as something that breaks the ground, |
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and all the things that don't amount |
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to anything at all? |
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Back on Lafayette |
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we were so unsure. |
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I can still hear your laugh |
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back from where we were. |
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So don't walk |
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too far. |
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You won't |
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see a thing. |
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And don't feel, so bad, |
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don't feel, so bad. |
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