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Absence makes the heart go mad |
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All the solid things become mirages |
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The certain things |
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Sand running in the hour glass |
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Running away |
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I scream along the ledge |
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As the windows back and close |
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I run around try to prove the sunrise |
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I believe in belief |
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But it's proof I need |
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Can you show me it's me |
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Can you show me it's me |
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Traveling makes the mind go vague |
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All the special faces fade away |
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Spinning like a heat haze |
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Shimmering |
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Please send Polaroids |
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Or an ear in the post |
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A map to the treasure |
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A key to the closed |
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I need you like hell |
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Can you help me again |
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Can you show me it's me |
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Can you show me it's me |
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I run dry |
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I run out |
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I run cold |
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I need help |
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Trying to prove the sunrise |
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Trying to prove the tides |
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Trying to prove the blue moon sky |
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And is it you? |
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Is it you? |
