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Stick around please |
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Wait out through the fall |
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I'm not right in the howling wind |
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An end tide around me |
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Has stayed in |
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The dream has not paid |
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I fall out of it falling weight |
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The faded ideals are gathering |
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In a walkabout tale |
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In a digging into dirt |
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I failed and returned |
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Flying through a fog |
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Peering through the cracks |
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For the moon |
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Or the fire of the sun |
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In reaching I've become a figurine |
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A calm around me |
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Stray ashes that fall |
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In low light through the backwoods |
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And fatal ideas that gather |
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In the corners while I wait |
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For the limited return of feeling |
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It ain't worth the hold out for it |
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Once you feel like you've become unreal |
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And collide which is what |
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I've strayed out through the fog |
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But I can't feel the sun or the wind |
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So come out with it once |
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In a straight action |
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Crawl through my window |
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With your heart tied to a stick |
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Come out with it once |
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I'm afraid I can't afford to wait |
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