| I kept the bottle we drank from together
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| I don’t know, is that insane?
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| It’s just every once in a while you’ve
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| Got to remind yourself
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| That it’s you against the rain
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| And I’m not sure yet who will win
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| If there’s a heaven and if there’s a hell
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| I’m sure that we’ll wind up there together
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| And dine there as well
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| In the eyes of the other
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| Breaking bread over anecdotes
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| Of what, I don’t know
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| But something funny, I’m sure
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| And bird, if I held you too tight
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| Bird, if you were warm through the night
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| I will let go
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| As wide as the storm that does brew
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| I will let go of you
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| I will let go of you
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| Some days are harder than other days
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| As I wait like strings to be plucked
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| To the tune of a song you sang to me one day
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| Rikki-Tikki-Tavi
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| And bird, if your wings have gone clipped
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| As I pressed myself to your lips
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| I’ll release you
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| With what is left of your wings
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| I will leave you to sing
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| I will leave you to sing
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| And bird, if love went awry
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| Each time I looked too deep in your eyes
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| I’ll look away so that you can fly away
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| I’ll even lead you astray
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| I will lead you astray
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| I will lead you astray
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| I will lead you (astray)
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| (Lead you astray)
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| (Lead you astray)
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| (Lead you astray)
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| (Lead you astray) |