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Smells on the air |
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See there it's crushing the final impression |
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The stains on the paper |
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Where words fell like water |
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Unearth all the changes that never did matter |
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I think it's beginning to freeze here |
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Caught in the rage and the fire of things |
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All the brightness that burns me |
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I'm fumbling through like a child in the dark |
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When the nakedness comes |
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I am shocked by the colour the glorious weight of your skin |
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Comes alive |
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And i never thought we'd make it back so soon |
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Might be nice |
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But i knew you'd be your own destroyer |
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Comes a time |
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And i always thought i'd make it up to you |
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Here please forgive me |
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Could we escape all the bitterness piled upon bitterness |
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Held in the face of the things that i don't understand |
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Intellectualize over and over |
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This helplessness suits us |
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Funny how quiet has slipped to our corners |
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Worn all our edges away |
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You are watching breathing and baiting |
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Wanting and warming and cautiously waiting |
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For some simple signal to creep cross your conscience |
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Uncover redemption and oh did i mention |
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I carried you down to the st. lawrence river |
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The banks running dirty the water's beginning to freeze here |
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Solid by morning |
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And i'll freeze here |
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Winter by morning |
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Comes a lie |
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And i never thought you'd get me back so soon |
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Might be nice |
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But it's only if my own destroyer |
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Comes alive |
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And i always knew i'd make it up to you |
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I saw on your face such a curious grin |
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As i let go your hand |
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I was desperate to hold you again |
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But you're sinking so deep in the water |
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Outsmarted myself and so easily gave up what i wanted |
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Solid by morning |
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What i wanted |
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Winter by morning |
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Comes alive |
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And i never thought you'd make it up so soon |
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Night be nice |
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But i always knew you're my destroyer |
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Comes a time |
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And i always thought i'd make it up to you |
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Solid by morning |
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And i'll freeze here |
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Winter by morning |
