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The voices in my head are shadows, shadows |
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She comes to me, to tell me what they're after |
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Says it ain't the end boy but you best be careful, careful |
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Might catch your tail end in a circle, circle |
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The ocean how she moves in ripples, ripples |
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In flashing lights I swear she wore old film then the color bleeds and she |
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Becomes an angel, angel, hmmm |
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Calls out to me like a siren to a scoundrel |
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And I say come on child, and I say come on child |
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The blanket where she hides my virgin lights |
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Look to the sea where the cotton hits the turnpike |
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Staring at your knees but I don't have the words right, words right now |
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If up to me my maker turned right, turned right |
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Lost another one but she still smiles, smiles |
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Black lava rocks and instead she sees for miles says she wants, oh wants to |
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Stay a child, child right now |
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And wonders why we ever ever have to die |
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And I say come on child and I say come on child |
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Just a touch I'm gonna carry, carry |
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Another time where I probably shared the same life |
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The accent of a kiss whispers we're married, married now |
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It's either love or just the sun in my eyes and I say come on child |
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And I say come on child |
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Love love love love love |
