| It brings me down
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| The people bandaged up, the doctors making rounds
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| It’s sunny on the other side of windows that look out on the town
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| It brings me down
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| To see you lying wrapped up in your messy gown
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| With secrets to celestial bodies speak as you sleep without a sound
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| And it brings me down
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| Machines of modern magic keeping folks above the ground
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| A nurse’s scribbling pad, a shadow shape, a mother going mad
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| It brings me down
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| 'Let's get out of here' says a boyfriend to a dad
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| We’ll get you on your feet, I’ll hug you dear and give you all I can
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| The windy day
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| Let it pass away
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| Now I can’t hear the crying
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| Are some better that way?
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| Is it sad to say?
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| Do I think that I’ll ever be ready
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| Or willing or smiling
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| Well I’ll wear a little well
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| There are spirits in this realm
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| They remind me that our grandma will always be shining
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| What a simple case
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| And you’re strong today
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| You move out a performance as your hardest day
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| Someone’s in the room, listening to me
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| No one’s in the room, it must just be me
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| Thinking to myself
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| Hearing myself breathe
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| There are no more eyes
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| What is it I see? |