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When sight goes |
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I'll lead you around the excavation |
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Where grass grows |
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And remnants of you in implication |
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Your breath sounds |
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Inhaling a porch, in time it's frozen |
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In blue gowns |
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You trace along the house which you had chosen |
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While holding tightly |
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All sound is dead so sing in time and lie |
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When life meets child, your only plight, you'll lie |
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When ceilings smile, we'll sleep awhile and lie! |
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I'll take you for walks among the patients |
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She had a pretty dad |
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But she was growing out of play-school |
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Still she could kick and scream and play until she wanted to |
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My little chocolate girl |
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Her brother barely out of high school |
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Lived in a place where he could scream until he wanted to |
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No fuzzy tabby cat |
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And she could bury him in apples |
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And curl around a roll of cotton 'til she wanted to |
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But still she had to speak loud |
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'Cause hearing isn't high among the widows |
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She eats in |
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And picks her Sunday flowers from the garbage |
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And cries late |
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Still drinking with the boys from Argentina |
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And prays long |
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In hopes of something better for the children |
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And holding tightly |
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All sound is dead so sing in time and lie |
| [02:55.525] |
When life meets child, your only plight, you'll lie |
| [03:04.502] |
When ceilings smile, we'll sleep awhile and lie! |
| [03:14.282] |
I'll take you for walks among the patients |
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She met a pretty boy |
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And they would dance between their elders |
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And she would cream until the wine she bought had settled in |
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My little chocolate girl |
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She used to love the stars from England |
| [03:52.620] |
She slept on records and hung marble jewelry from her skin |
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Her colors matched the room |
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And she would twirl around the curtains |
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She had a hand to hold her chin up when her friends let down |
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The kid across the street |
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Would peek around when she was changing |
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And he would wait and she would tell her friends about the boy |
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Her mother died at home |
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She had saliva in her pockets |
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She gave a groan when her last days had finally gave the date |
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So goodbye, chocolate girl |
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Oh won't you lick a name? |
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And put your lanterns on across the maze |
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So I won't feast on folly |
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You better love the rain, who brought the strings in, dear |
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And who will pop the drain 'cause I can't see you |
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I'll open up my brain again |
| [05:36.361] |
So put your lanterns on across the maze |
| [05:40.463] |
So I won't feast on folly |
| [05:42.614] |
You better love the rain, who brought the strings in, dear |
| [05:46.763] |
And who will pop the drain 'cause I can't see you |
| [05:55.209] |
I'll open up my brain again |
| [06:01.838] |
So put your lanterns on across the maze |
| [06:05.251] |
So I won't feast on folly |
| [06:07.867] |
You better love the rain, who brought the strings in, dear |
| [06:11.654] |
And who will pop the drain 'cause I can't see you |
| [06:20.379] |
I'll open up my brain again |
| [06:26.641] |
So put your lanterns on across the maze |
| [06:30.425] |
So I won't feast on folly |
| [06:33.559] |
You better love the rain, who brought the strings in, dear |
| [06:37.145] |
And who will pop the drain 'cause I can't see you |
| [06:45.258] |
I'll open up my brain again |
| [06:51.509] |
So put your lanterns on across the maze |
| [06:55.286] |
So I won't feast on folly |
| [06:57.658] |
You better love the rain, who brought the strings in, dear |
| [07:01.452] |
And who will pop the drain 'cause I can't see you |
| [07:09.758] |
I'll open up my brain again |
| [07:15.961] |
And put your lanterns on across the maze |
| [07:19.820] |
So I won't feast on folly |
| [07:22.524] |
You better love the rain, who brought the strings in, dear |
| [07:26.158] |
And who will pop the drain 'cause I can't see you |
| [07:34.502] |
I'll open up my brain again... |
