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I thought I heard someone say |
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You had just blown back into town |
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I thought you might stay away |
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Till it's clear |
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There's still this voice in my head |
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There's still this ghost in our bed |
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And there's still this song we used to play |
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Will we know when it's over completely? |
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Where are the angels now? |
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The feathers came drifting down |
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Where are the angels? |
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Where are the angels now? |
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Most of the games people play |
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Are fish fighting, dying, as they push their way back upstream |
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The water will wash the bodies away |
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'Till it's clear |
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There's still this voice in my head |
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There's still your ghost in my bed |
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And I thought I heard someone say |
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We won't know 'till it's over completely |
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Where are the angels now? |
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The feathers came drifting down |
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Where are the angels? |
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Where are the angels now? |
