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Long time, no sound, long years, waiting and waiting |
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I hear it now, too loud, too strange to ignore |
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I'll watch that road, my heart steady as a snare drum |
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When you get here, I'm gonna meet you |
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Like the ocean meets the shore |
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Don't hang that head, you know it's nothing I ain't seen before |
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Bring me your trash, your love as messy as a plum |
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Bring me your weight, your shame and the devil on your shoulder |
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When you get here, I'm gonna hold you |
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Like the heavens hold the sun |
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It's done, now here you come, smelling of the struggle |
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I've worn that face before and it always leaves a stain |
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Broke down screen door, don't bother with the bell |
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When you get here, I'm gonna greet you |
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Like the desert greets the rain |
