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To feel finality |
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Harder than imagined |
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Knowing that you're well |
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Doesn't make it easy |
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Even when its course has run |
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Resolve tends to unravel and become |
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Something more than the two were on their own |
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Nothing means a thing |
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Scrawled on back of passing |
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Watching those with less |
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Calculate their losses |
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Here or there I'm not sure where |
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We should settle the last of this |
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Espied truths, sundered ties to what's left |
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It should have been more than this |
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The weight, the feeling |
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I thought would get better and better |
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The way that you've become |
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Isn't what I knew back then |
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I've been at this long enough |
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To not ask how much further |
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We'll get there when we do |
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Angst is bred by wonder |
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Image fixed in my mind |
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When I came here tonight I thought, I'd find |
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Something more than I thought, I would be |
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It should have been more than this |
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The weight, the feeling |
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I thought would get better and better |
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The way that you've become |
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Isn't what I knew back then |
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My friends, something [Incomprehensible] |
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It should have been more than this |
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The way that you've become |
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Isn't what I knew back then, my friend |
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It should have been more than this |
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And the way that you've become |