| I’ll take a photograph
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| Whatever makes you laugh
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| But come on step out of the rain
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| You’d hate to catch your death
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| All the life that you got left
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| Lit up like a candle on your face
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| There are words that are fading
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| And I’m trying hard to say 'em before
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| They fall into the fog
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| But every single day
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| Once or twice an hour
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| The shadow falls away and I see you walking in a straight line
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| And the pain is gone the pain is gone
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| I recognize it but it’s unfamiliar
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| Now the pain is gone the pain is gone
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| I recognize it but it’s unfamiliar
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| Yes there’s a place
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| Only you and I go
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| And there are things about me
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| Only you will ever know
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| I didn’t mean to push you
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| Didn’t mean to laugh when you fell
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| I didn’t mean to shout when you got hurt
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| I didn’t mean to argue
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| Didn’t mean to criticize you
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| And I’m sorry I said I didn’t like your skirt
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| There are demons that are screaming
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| And I’m trying not to feed 'em as I
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| Carry water for us through the dirt
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| But I always need you here
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| I always need you near me
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| I don’t know what I’d do if I was walking here without you
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| And the pain is gone, the pain is gone
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| I recognize it but it’s unfamiliar
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| Now the pain is gone, the pain is gone
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| I recognize it but it’s unfamiliar
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| Yes there’s a place
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| Only you and I go
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| And there are things about me
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| Only you will ever know
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| And this sweet dream will end
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| And I will wake from this life
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| Again and again and again |