| You were shaking like a leaf
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| Clinging hard to a sleepy branch
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| And holding on for your dear life
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| Well if you fall, then you’ll fall in
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| And you’ll spiral randomly
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| No way to know where you’re gonna land
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| And all the plans that you have made
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| They are a million miles away
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| Waiting for you to come home
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| And there’s no breeze I’ve ever felt
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| No blow that I’ve been dealt
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| That could carry us back again
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| But you can’t stay here
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| Any more than I can
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| Any more than a hot minute or a heavy second or a half-life
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| The cracked static of a Geiger counter
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| You remind me of a place
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| The kind of world beneath your feet
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| That disappears when you go there
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| Then you’re trapped under the street
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| Drinking light through a sewer grate
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| Like you were born on a leap year
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| But you can’t stay here
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| Any more than I can
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| Any more than a hot minute or a heavy second or a half-life
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| The cracked static of a Geiger counter
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| It’s getting louder and louder
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| But you can’t stay here
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| Any more than I can
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| Any more than a hot minute or a heavy second or a half-life
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| The cracked static of a Geiger counter
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| When you wilt I will love you
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| And we will mix when you crumble
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| We’ll disintegrate and blow away |