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There was no connecting my actions with words |
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In the bright sunlight, |
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the movement of birds |
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The car ride home, was blinded again |
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The light would not focus |
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the light would not bend |
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There's no use calling I know what you'd say |
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Over and over it ended today |
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Worlds lost their meaning |
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and could not explain |
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Why the subject was always just out of frame |
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I was sixteen |
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I lived on Hazel Street |
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Protect me from the scene |
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And guide me with your heat |
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I was sixteen |
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I lived on Hazel Street |
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Protect me from the scene |
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And guide me with your heat |
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Ice forms in sheets |
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There melting in the street |
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I was sixteen |
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I lived on Hazel Street |
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