| It’s cooled
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| I’m away now, here and I say
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| Our bench, the only thing
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| Where did I go wrong with you?
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| And I like to cut around the chair
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| Alone, saddening soldier by the truth
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| Look kids, the sun is out! |
| Do you know what this means?
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| Do you know what this means?
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| Look kids, the sun is out! |
| Do you know what this means?
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| Do you know what this means?
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| It’s where I’m fading
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| Lights are dimming now
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| Except I’m still here
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| Sensing in the air your ghost
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| And a liking, floating here around my own
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| Thinking that all would be okay
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| (We need your truce!
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| Outside, to be your mind
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| It seems to be your time.)
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| Look kids, the sun is out! |
| Do you know what this means?
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| Do you know what this means?
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| Look kids, the sun is out! |
| Do you know what this means?
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| Do you know what this means?
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| Look kids, the sun is out! |
| Do you know what this means?
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| Do you know what this means?
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| Look kids, the sun is out! |
| Do you know what this means?
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| Do you know what this means? |