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I've been searchin all the corners of my room |
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Sweeping dust and memories under the carpet that we purchased |
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Somewhere on some cool retreat, somewhere in Africa somewhere |
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I've been trying to catch my breath from the illusion that i lost it |
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When you left me |
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I've been checking for the weather and the time |
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I'm like a bag that's dropped and drifting in the wind |
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That blows from hurricanes that comes just after grey clouds fill my eyes |
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I've been trying to find my footing on the slopes of the illusion that i lost it |
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When you left me |
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Like bare feet on hot concrete, we have come to some division |
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Based on pain from bare decisions |
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Just like clothespins snapped by wild winds |
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Sometimes you can't hold on to love and never die |
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I've been planting all the flowers that you like |
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With the hope them will take root and smell the blossom |
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When the wind blows as we sit deep in the garden sipping tea |
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As i watch you looking at me |
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I've been trying to find reality |
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A grip on the illusion that i lost you |
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When you left me |
