| Broken like a mirror
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| Were pieces of you and me
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| Reflecting light fissures
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| Trial of this century
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| We stand at the forefront
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| Frothing and philistine
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| Before the sun sets you’ll forget
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| You were fashion and spring
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| You can only be hurt by what you love
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| Life after dance, a modern cause
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| Before the sun sets, you’ll die with your dance
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| When they send (send, send, send) palms (palms, palms)
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| Over twenty-nine palms (send, send, send) palms (palms, palms)
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| She was sky at the door
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| I wanted to see how he’d changed
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| The walls were all there but four holes
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| Where my painting should hang
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| A ruin of pay per month
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| No longer at this address
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| We haven’t done much, she said
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| Aware of the emptiness
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| You can only be hurt by what you love
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| Life after dance, a modern cause
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| Before the sun sets, you’ll die with your dance
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| Have you sent (send, send, send) palms (palms, palms)
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| Over twenty-nine palms (send, send, send) palms (palms, palms)
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| Home is the place
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| You can never go back when you leave
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| Guys tending the flowers
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| While you’re out pulling the weeds
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| You can fly back to town
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| And hang out like a ghost in a sheet
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| But what is the point
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| When you can no longer be seen?
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| You can only be hurt by what you love
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| Life after dance, a modern cause
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| Before the sun sets, you’ll be smoking again
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| When they send (send, send, send) palms (palms, palms)
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| Over twenty-nine palms (send, send, send) palms (palms, palms)
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| You’ll know which one to rest
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| When they greet them with a kiss |