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Love made me sad |
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Took me to bed |
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Then held my head in the river |
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No sailor am i |
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No stars in my sky |
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I needed the ground to deliver |
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Love made me sad |
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Took me to bed |
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Then held my head in the river |
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No sailor am i |
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No stars in my sky |
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I needed the ground to deliver |
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Me from arrows |
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Me from time |
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Clocks that always cross the line |
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Me from greetings |
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Valentines |
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All the sage that grows near the vine |
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I'm in my tower |
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A witness to this |
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I've set this in motion |
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From initial bliss |
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Loosened knots |
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And holes in the wood |
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Cracks in doors view more then they should |
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Me from arrows |
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Me from time |
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Clocks that always cross the line |
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Me from greetings |
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Valentines |
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All the sage that grows near the vine |
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Oh i'm freezing in fire |
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Oh that spark |
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Has divorced the lark |
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And his song now drags |
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As mud in the lake |
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And oh forsaken |
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Nearly beating his heart |
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Freezing in fire |
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Freezing in fire |
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Freezing in fire |
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Freezing in fire |
