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There's a rock and a field and a dirty sky. |
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I'm still as corpse, |
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I'm content as a bride, |
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Thoughts of you and those flyin' shoes |
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All around me. |
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One wrong step and it's a long way down |
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So I triple check the hand holds, stand on firmer ground, |
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But it's not so easy when the whole mountains |
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Coming down on you. |
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So we wait for the morning when we'll stumble on the truth. |
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Probably fail to recognize it, as we're digging at its roots, |
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The sorrow and the anger that we've sown |
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In the fields all around us. |
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Hey little princess, hey little pea, |
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Come down from your tower and dance with me. |
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Yah you're the fairest one in the land. |
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Try on this glass slipper and give me your hand. |
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There's a rock and a field and a collapsing sky. |
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I'm precious as a snowman, fragile as a lie, |
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Thoughts of you and those flyin' shoes |
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All around me. |
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I'm afraid of the anger of the hard twisted heart |
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That beats in the chests of those that are caught |
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In the ruins of the lives of those |
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All around them. |
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I'm sick of the blood and |
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I'm sick of the bleeding, |
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The effort it takes just to keep on dreaming |
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Of better days, and better ways |
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Of living. |
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Hey little princess, hey little pea, |
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Come down from your tower and dance with me. |
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Yah, you're the fairest one in the land. |
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Try on this glass slipper and give me your hand. |
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Hey little princess, hey little pea, |
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Come down from your tower and dance with me |
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Yah, you're the fairest one in the land. |
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Try on this glass slipper and give me your hand. |
