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Love of mine |
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Someday you will die |
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But I'll be close behind |
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I'll follow you into the dark |
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No blinding light |
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Or tunnels to gates of white |
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Just our hands clasped so tight |
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Waiting for the hint of a spark |
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If heaven and hell decide |
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That they both are satisfied |
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Illuminate the NO's on their vacancy signs |
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If there's no one beside you |
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When your soul embarks |
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Then I'll follow you into the dark |
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In Catholic school |
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As vicious as Roman rule |
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I got my knuckles bruised by a lady in black |
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And I held my tongue as she told me |
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"Son, fear is the heart of love" |
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So I never went back |
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If heaven and hell decide |
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That they both are satisfied |
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Illuminate the NO's on their vacancy signs |
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If there's no one beside you |
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When your soul embarks |
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Then I'll follow you into the dark |
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You and me |
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Have seen everything to see |
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From Bangkok to Calgary |
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And the soles of your shoes |
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Are all worn down |
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The time for sleep is now |
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It's nothing to cry about |
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'Cause we'll hold each other soon |
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In the blackest of rooms |
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If heaven and hell decide |
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That they both are satisfied |
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Illuminate the NO's on their vacancy signs |
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If there's no one beside you |
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When your soul embarks |
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Then I'll follow you into the dark |
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Then I'll follow you into the dark |
