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I've been keeping you safe inside for the longest time |
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I've being trying to keep alive the paper kisses you sign |
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And even now when any body breathes you name |
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I prepare to feel that pain |
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Bearing down like a train coming through in a minute |
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Oh it's war, it's farce, it's cinema |
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It's one long ride an inch too far |
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The louder you scream, the faster you go |
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The more that you learn the less that you know |
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I brought a ticket and there's no way I can ride but alone |
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But somewhere it stops and that's letting go |
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Didn't want to be right tonight, you were out of line |
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I made a meal of this mess of mine for the very last time |
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And one day when you stumble, I won't break your fall |
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It won't hurt any more |
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But I'll ride on the train coming through in a minute |
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Going south and on so let it come |
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The train a ride won't always run |
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I got a ticket and it's going to take a while, going slow |
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But it's going to stop and that's letting go |
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I took my chances and I'm going to have to go with the flow |
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But somewhere it stops and that's letting go |
