| I have set aside everything I love
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| I have saved everything else for you
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| I cannot decide what this doubt’s made of
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| Though I’ve thought over it through and through
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| In a book in a box up on a shelf
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| In a locked and guarded vault
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| Are the things I keep only for myself
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| Its your fate, but it’s not your fault
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| And for every useless reason I know
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| There’s a reason not to care
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| If I hide myself wherever I go
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| Am I ever really there?
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| There is nowhere I would rather be
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| But I can’t just be right here
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| An enigma wrapped in a mystery
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| Or a fool consumed by fear?
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| I will give you all I could ever give
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| Though it’s less than you’ll need
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| Could you just forget if you can’t forgive
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| All the things I cannot concede? |