| are you a meat eater forsaking the plant?
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| i’m here under covers i’m under your trance
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| i saw the flair that shone in your eyes
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| but i have grown older from hearing your lies
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| an old photograph that you took from a plane
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| of the snow covered mountain in my mind remains
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| all snow left that mountain the following spring
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| like you left for all yonder on wings of angels
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| east of tennessee always i’ll be
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| only i am here too far
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| a feast of misery but i just wash it away
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| only i am here too far
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| from you
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| gone is the widow from the window here
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| she married a martyr and contracts were cleared
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| but down in the water she’s washing her kin
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| to show what’s forgotten can be thought of again
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| an old photograph that on my wall still hangs
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| is the one that reminds of a past filled with pain
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| give it to another i want not to see
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| give it up to my mother because soon i’m leaving
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| east of tennessee always i’ll be
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| only i am here too far
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| a feast of misery but i just wash it away
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| only i am here too far
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| spent all your life halfway outside
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| cursing the curtains that caused you to hide
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| who would’ve known i could’ve grown?
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| so i can finally say «i'm absolved»
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| of you |