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Everything Makes Sense

	These cigarettes will kill me, I know.
	But these days are kind of long
	Without some smoke to blow.
	You said, “lean on me I’m strong enough for two.
	As long as you can carry three
	Because I’ll climb right back on to you.”
	But now it’s okay, yeah, everything makes sense.
	I guess I’ve known it all along.
	These old thoughts of mine are enough to do me in.
	So I’ll just keep on patching walls
	Over and over again.
	You said, “lean on me I’m strong enough for two.
	But if your knees should buckle once
	We’ll tumble right back on to you.”
	I've got your number.

	These cigarettes will kill me, I know.
	But these days are kind of long
	Without some smoke to blow.
	You said, " lean on me I' m strong enough for two.
	As long as you can carry three
	Because I' ll climb right back on to you."
	But now it' s okay, yeah, everything makes sense.
	I guess I' ve known it all along.
	These old thoughts of mine are enough to do me in.
	So I' ll just keep on patching walls
	Over and over again.
	You said, " lean on me I' m strong enough for two.
	But if your knees should buckle once
	We' ll tumble right back on to you."
	I' ve got your number.