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I'll take a photograph |
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Whatever makes you laugh |
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But come on step out of the rain. |
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You'd hate to catch your death |
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All the life that you got left |
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Lit up like a candle on your face. |
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There are words that are fading |
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And I'm trying hard to say 'em before |
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They fall into the fog. |
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But every single day |
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Once or twice an hour |
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The shadow falls away and I see you walking in a straight line. |
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And the pain is gone the pain is gone. |
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I recognize it but it's unfamiliar. |
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Now the pain is gone the pain is gone. |
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I recognize it but it's unfamiliar. |
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Yes there's a place |
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Only you and I go. |
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And there are things about me |
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Only you will ever know. |
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I didn't mean to push you |
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Didn't mean to laugh when you fell |
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I didn't mean to shout when you got hurt. |
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I didn't mean to argue |
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Didn't mean to criticize you |
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And I'm sorry I said I didn't like your skirt. |
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There are demons that are screaming |
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And I'm trying not to feed 'em as I |
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Carry water for us through the dirt. |
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But I always need you here |
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I always need you near me |
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I don't know what I'd do if I was walking here without you. |
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And the pain is gone, the pain is gone. |
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I recognize it but it's unfamiliar. |
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Now the pain is gone, the pain is gone. |
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I recognize it but it's unfamiliar. |
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Yes there's a place |
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Only you and I go. |
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And there are things about me |
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Only you will ever know. |
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And this sweet dream will end |
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And I will wake from this life |
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Again and again and again |
