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If your circle stays unbroken |
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Then you're a lucky man' |
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Cause it never, never, never has for me |
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In the palace of the virgin |
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Lies the chalice of the soul |
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And it's likely you might find the answer there |
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She had thirteen years of teenage tears |
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Never a helping hand |
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She had fourteen more of rain before |
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She saw the sight of land |
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She was a photograph just ripped in half |
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A smile inside a frown |
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And then the light, the answer right |
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Inside her coming down, |
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I saidI can go away |
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I can leave here |
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I can be invisible |
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I go awayHe was just eighteen and a in-between |
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A lady and a man |
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His daddy's girl in momma's world |
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That was when he ran |
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You know the word confused has been abused |
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But that's just what he was |
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And then the spark inside the dark |
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The answer came because it said |
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You can go away |
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You can leave here |
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You can be invisible |
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Well, I grew up quick and |
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I felt the kick |
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Of life upon a stage |
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So I brought the book and then |
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I took a fast look |
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At just the very last page |
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It was a single word that |
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I'd just heard |
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From the two that came before |
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The only way to really stay |
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Is to walk right out the door |
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So I go away |
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I'm gonna leave here |
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I can be invisible |
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Go away again |
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I can go away |
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When I leave here |
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I can be invisible |
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I say, when |
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I go awayLord, |
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You know it's right to leave here |
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So I just became invisible |
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I run away |
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Disappear before the rise |
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You never touch me |
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You never feel me |
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You never see me again |
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Because I just become unseen |
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When I'm a photograph between torn and half |
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We're all eighteen and we're in-between |
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We need a helping hand through the holy land |
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To be invisible, to go away |
