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I remember my mother's |
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Sister's husband's brother |
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Working in the goldmine full-time |
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Filling in for sunshine |
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Filing into tight lines |
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Of ordinary beehives |
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The door screams I hate you |
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Hate you hanging around my blue jeans |
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Why is there no breeze |
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No currency of leaves |
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No current through the water wire |
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No feelings I can see |
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I trust no emotion |
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I believe in locomotion |
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But I've turned to rust as we've discussed |
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Though I must have let you down |
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Too many times |
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In the dirt and the dust |
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I have no idea how this happens |
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All of my maps have been overthrown |
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Happenstance has changed my plans |
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So many times my heart has been outgrown |
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Now everybody's feeling all alone |
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Can't tell you who I am |
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When everybody's feeling all alone |
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Can't tell you who I am |
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I am looking forward |
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Toward the shadows tracing bones |
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Our faces stitched and sewing |
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Our houses hemmed into homes |
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Trying to be thankful |
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Our stories fit into phones |
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And our voices lift so easily |
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A gift given accidentally |
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When we're not sure |
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We're not alone |