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I was born on a side road far from here |
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While the town was burning out my dark window |
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I was crowned with a cage of cold barbed wire |
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And my bottle I keep with me even till now |
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Curse my pain, curse the sunrise every dawn |
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Those sidewalks ran me ragged, those cracks my only guide |
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Long for midnight, long for darkness sweet release |
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Beg the alleys for your endless time to cease |
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Screaming blackbird on my shoulders |
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Mark my nearness to his youth |
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Left my senses reeling as he cried, "I understand you" |
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(Sweet release, sweet release) |
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Try the handle, try the doorway, try the path |
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Try to enter, to enter and to find some solace there, there |
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In this clearing, you'll find nothing but a song |
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Give it breath, give it sunshine and with you it will belong, belong |
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It will whisper, it will stir a gentle breeze, its hands are your hands |
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They will take you where you please, if you please |
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Will you choose to be gentle? It's just your life whatever you feel |
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Are we blind for a reason or is it just to make it real, real? |
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(Sweet release, sweet release) |
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Show me do, give me seashells for my ears |
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Tell your neighbors and forgive them for their fears |
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(Sweet release, sweet release, sweet release) |
