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You can hear the grass grow |
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And feel what the birds think |
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But you won't drink |
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What they give to you |
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Prettier than sunsets |
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Brighter than a revelation |
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You say it's just mild sedation |
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For your other life |
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Your cross protects you when it's dark |
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When you close your eyes |
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You think with your heart |
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You watch for the boredom |
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Steal a seat for your visitors |
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Seen through your eyes |
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You laugh if the phone rings |
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You drew it on the wall |
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The line goes down to the floor |
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Then fades away |
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Your cross protects you when it's dark |
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When you close your eyes |
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You think with your heart |
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Because your prettier than sunsets |
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And brighter than a revelation |
