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What if I was wiser |
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Wouldn't this be easier |
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What I had to do |
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Stung like truth on my tongue |
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I woke up in the city |
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Somehow it got away from me |
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I am one of you |
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You are one of me |
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He was one of us |
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One more day to offer you my love |
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One more day to write it for you |
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Patches on the elbows of my eyes |
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Can't you see how much this hurts me |
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Seven stories high |
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The lifetime hanging over me |
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How was I to know |
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Where there's sense, where there's stars |
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Seven stories high |
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I planted a book of stars |
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How was I to know they'd root in your heart |
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One more day to know the will of God |
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One more day to write it for myself |
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Patches on the elbows of my eyes |
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Can't you see how much I'm trying |
