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so let me hammer this point home |
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i see us all as lonely fires that have burned alive as long as we remember |
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but like all fireworks and all sunsets, we all burn in different ways |
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you are a fast explosion and i am the embers |
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and though your flames are quick and mean, they will not last the year, |
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but expire like a sudden falling star |
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that only nightingales had seen, before migrating to southern jungles |
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and in this way you will come find me in December |
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he said he'd like to move to Nashville to master the guitar |
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where he would live a single day the way i live a single year |
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covered his body in mud, went hunting for the sun |
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then went swimming in the lake of holy water |
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oh you are too hot for me, i am too slow for you |
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you are a fast explosion and i'm the embers |
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you need the one who slowly burns, and burns to stay alive |
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and in this way you will come find me in December |
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so let me hammer this point home |
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i see us all as lonely fires that have burned alive as long as we remember |
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but like all sacrificial virgins, we all burn in different ways |
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you are a fast explosion and i'm the embers |
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and though your flames are quicker than me, they will not last the year, |
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but expire like a sudden shooting star |
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that only nightingales had seen, before transforming into bluebirds |
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and in this way you will come find me in December |
