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the violet textures so van gogh, your hands have always held their own, |
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I'll help you decorate your garden home, |
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I'm curious I've come to know, with every spark we're losing glow, |
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we've lived to compliment but now where do we grow, |
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some leave share an attribute with you dandelion, |
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you're both fading since you heard a whisper in the autumn wind, |
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some trees are deciduous, october's feeling cool, |
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these contagious idealizations aren't conserving any fuel, |
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as we grow older we won't feel all this weight, |
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we build strength through consequence, |
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each seasons a theme for what take's place, |
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we don't celebrate controversy, |
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my hearts flaring its disgrace, I'm not here to let you down, |
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apart this life just doesn't taste much like the place that I once knew, |
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without you, |
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milemarkers, milestones, take what we like and let it show, |
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that we experience the high times and the low, |
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nutrients will come and go, our loyalty won't move, |
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appreciations what we're chasing what we're chasing is far and few, |
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as we grow older we won't feel all this weight, |
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we build strength through consequence, |
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each seasons a theme for what take's place, |
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we don't celebrate controversy, |
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my hearts flaring its disgrace, I'm not here to let you down, |
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apart this life just doesn't taste much like the place that I once knew, |
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without you, |
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when you're with him you look so nice, I'm torn inside |
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as we grow older we won't feel all this weight, |
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we build strength through consequence, |
|
each seasons a theme for what take's place, |
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we don't celebrate controversy, |
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my hearts flaring its disgrace, I'm not here to let you down, |
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apart this life just doesn't taste much like the place that I once knew, |
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without you, |
