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[ti:what died] |
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[ar:Nichole Alden] |
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[al:] |
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I woke up this morning from the side of your bed |
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And while you were sleeping took a look in your head |
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I opened your mouth and I pried wide your eyes |
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I was looking for something and I got my surprise and I said |
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What died in here? |
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What's left you unable to feel? |
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Who's left you like this? |
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No, it isn't clear... how you've been unable to get past your fear. |
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It stuck there so tightly to the side of your brain |
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And with all of my scraping I made little gain |
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On getting it out of your sweet little skull |
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I tried and I tried but my knives were too dull |
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What died in here? |
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What's left you unable to heal? |
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Who's left you like this? |
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No, it isn't clear... how you've been unable to get past your fear. |
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Now I've been known to try to go too deep |
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Mornings like this when I just can't get back to sleep... |
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We're free |
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Like it was meant to be |
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Sailing ships inside of me |
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I'm drawing out --expanding soul |
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Time to settle down --release control |
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Now we've found our own time --our own reality |
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Every step and every breath another way is made |
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We've found a choice, a stronger voice |
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I'll save my whispering for the theatre. |
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What died in here? |
[03:32.51][03:18.27][02:39.04] |
What's left you unable to feel? |
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Who's left you like this? |
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No, it isn't clear... how you've been unable to get past your fear. |