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And it's hard to write about being happy |
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'Cause the older I get |
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I find that happiness is an extremely uneventful subject |
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And there will be no grand choirs to sing |
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No chorus could come in |
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About two people sitting doing nothing |
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But I must confess |
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I did it all for myself |
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I gathered you here to hide from some vast unnameable fear |
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But the loneliness never left me |
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I always took it with me |
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But I can put it down in the pleasure of your company |
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And there will be no grand choirs to sing |
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No chorus will come in |
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And no ballad will be written |
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It will be entirely forgotten |
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And if tomorrow it's all over |
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At least we had it for a moment |
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Oh, darling, things seem so unstable |
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But for a moment we were able to be still |
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And there will be no grand choirs to sing |
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No chorus will come in |
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No ballad will be written |
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This will be entirely forgotten |
