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Just before my grave, Selah |
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With bones and weathered skin |
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It's a grave to sin afar |
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Afar from sheltered wings |
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So I sit and close my eyes |
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And try to shake this chain |
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Shake the jingle-jangle dry |
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Evaporate the pain |
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But tonight, tonight |
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The stars in line |
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And it leaves a shade of wonder |
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Yes tonight, tonight |
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The star returns like thunder |
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Crowded rooms and cheap cigars |
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You came inside my home |
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To erase the brutal scars and memories alone |
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But tonight, tonight |
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You look so bright |
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And your smile returns a story |
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Yes tonight, tonight |
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Your eyes transcend the glory |
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Just before my grave, Selah |
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The old and weathered sun |
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It's a grave to sin afar |
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Rehearsed with wine and rum |
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But tonight, tonight |
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I leave this town as I shed my flesh desires |
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Yes tonight, tonight |
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I leave your mind in fire |
