| One two three four five six seven
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| The word came down to him from heaven
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| And naked as an animal he knew
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| Everything of flesh and bone
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| He could call it all his own
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| If he could name it
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| He could lay claim to it too
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| But after all the word was spoken
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| You sent him out into the open
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| All alone to make his broken promise
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| Whole again
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| Eight nine ten eleven twelve
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| Did you see how far he fell
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| And did you watch him
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| Covering his body in his shame
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| Wanting you near him
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| Though you couldn’t hear him
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| He was falling down
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| With your name in his mouth
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| A thousand thousand years pass through me
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| Stoned on loneliness and movies
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| Where people make their love in foreign tongues
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| Every family locks their door
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| Every man in uniform
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| Reminds me of the body of my own one
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| I knew you before I met you
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| I’ve forgotten why I left you
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| All I wanna do is get back in to your good grace
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| Call you by your hundred names
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| Till it makes you mine again
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| Until I get my will back in this god-forsaken place
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| I want you near me
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| I know you can’t hear now
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| But I’m falling down with your name
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| I want you near me
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| I wish you could hear me now
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| While I’m falling down
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| With your name in my mouth |