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Turning with the listless |
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And staying close behind |
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And the arms that once held you |
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Have receded |
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Over time |
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And the little love I had |
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For all my friends and foe |
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And the little lines we've drawn between us all have |
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Taken hold |
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In the early morning walking |
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And the pressure in the night |
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And the walls that held you with us |
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Have fallen |
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Out of sight |
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And the little love I had |
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For all my friends and foe |
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And the little lines we've drawn between us all have |
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Taken hold |
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And the little love I had |
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For all the friends I know |
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And the little time we got to share was worth it |
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After all |
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Now we work it out in silence |
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And the subplot to the end |
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And it's falling out of favour |
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I've seen it |
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Where I am |
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And the little love I had |
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For all my friends and foe |
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And the little lines we've drawn between us all have |
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Taken hold |
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And the little love I had |
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For all the friends I know |
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And the little time we got to share was worth it |
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After all |