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Here we are now |
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In this god awful state |
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Where there is nothing to say |
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Let's loose ourselves in a picture |
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Dressed for the occasion |
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Then lock it away, lock it away |
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Keep asking questions |
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There's bound to be answers |
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If anyone's left here |
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To answer at all |
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They said we were too weak |
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You said we were too strong |
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And I said: " I wish you were here |
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As evening falls around us. |
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We could use words like blind. |
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As evening falls around us." |
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Words spread too quickly |
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Like someone's reflection |
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In somebody's eyes |
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So save your kisses for some other sunday |
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I'm cold and the air's getting thin |
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Is this the distance, |
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that we've always hoped for |
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Or is this our cue? |
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We go on dancing |
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Until our hands fall through |
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The mirror on the wall |
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And I said: " I wish you were here |
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As evening falls around us. |
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We could use words like blind. |
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As evening falls around us." |
