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All the loneliness we felt |
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Oh, the feeling |
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Cast a burden overhead |
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Across the ceiling |
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And the phantom always waits |
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For the midnight |
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Holds the dreamer in his hands |
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Shadows his eyes |
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Through the auburn streets of leaves |
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I'm surrounded |
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Devils dance up in the trees |
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To keep me grounded |
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Desert sun and sweet fires burn |
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Through the evening |
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As this train tears down the tracks |
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I am leaving |
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She is waiting by a bay |
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Through the clearing |
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I awake to find her face |
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Disappearing |
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Far across the burning land |
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I remember |
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Frozen in October's sun |
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Comes November |
