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If these bare walls could sing |
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They would sing us a funeral song |
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Push their wooden words into your mouth |
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They would not wish to be |
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A burden to your tongue |
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Would not wish to carry on |
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Too long |
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With no sorrow |
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Ask no greater pardon |
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Than the pattern |
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Time is carving in your skin |
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If these pale bones could sway |
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They would march to a funeral song |
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And pull their milky way across the yard |
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They would not wish to keep |
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You tethered to their arms |
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They would not wish to carry on too far |
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With no sorrow |
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Ask no greater pardon |
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Than the pattern |
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Time is carving in your skin |
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Well if I could stretch my ears |
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Into a grand procession |
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And circle around your wisdom |
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Like a song |
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I would not wish to be |
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The fire in your belly |
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I would not wish for |
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Holding you too long |
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With no sorrow |
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Ask no greater pardon |
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Than the pattern |
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Time is carving in your skin |