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Some memories linger |
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They curl up your toes |
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Claws in your finger |
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And cut off your nose |
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In spite of yourself |
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You can't let 'em go |
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There are nights you remember |
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Memories unchanged |
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You burn down the candle |
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To see what remains |
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Re-kindled they flicker |
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Again and again and again |
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Oh you're here right next to me |
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A sudden change |
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You're lying right here with me |
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And it's strange |
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Oh you're here right next to me |
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Dawn, the night turns to day |
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But the light still reflects on me |
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Will I change |
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So strange |
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Oh you're lying right next to me |
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The night turns to day |
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The light still reflects on me |
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Will we change |
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So suddenly strange |
