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There were trails of fallen trees |
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Deciduous and weeding marsh |
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The lowland birds and crickets roared |
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The final sound of fall |
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Along the banks of the river |
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We approached the footbridge |
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Entering the wilderness |
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Following my footstep |
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The silence between us is the time |
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When I can't hear the thoughts |
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That's on your mind, yeah |
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Beyond the panic and worried that |
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Seems to consume most every thought |
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There lies a calm and steady hand |
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That someday you might see |
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Perhaps it isn't what you wanted |
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Or even what you're looking for |
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But once you see the symmetry |
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Once you see the you and me |
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The silence between us is the time |
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When I can't hear the thoughts |
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That's on your mind, yeah |
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While others were so nervous |
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The words will disappear |
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What thoughts are on your mind, yeah |
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You park the car outside the |
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Holiday Inn |
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We cross the highway single file |
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And you were walking in a hurry |
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And there was me without water with a smile, yeah |
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The silence between us is the time |
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When I can't hear the thoughts |
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That's on your mind, yeah |
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While others were so nervous |
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The words will disappear |
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What thoughts are on your mind, yeah |
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On your mind, yeah |
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On your mind, yeah |
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On your mind, yeah |
