| Is this enough to make it true?
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| Meet me by the meadow rule, hazy
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| Two stethoscopes side by side
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| One will lead me to your eyes, lady, lady
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| I was the one back then
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| Holding you, I’ve been holding you so long
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| Across the moor
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| Parts of it remind you
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| Something that’s designed to stay
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| Across the moor
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| Parts of it remind you
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| Something that’s designed to stay
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| Too many leaves have grown between
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| Contemplation can’t be seen, lately
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| I was your pocket stethoscope
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| The sole possession of the sky saves me, saves me
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| Hazy
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| Lady
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| I was the one back then
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| Holding you, I’ve been holding you so long
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| Across the moor
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| Parts of it remind you
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| Something that’s designed to stay
|
| Across the moor
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| Parts of it remind you
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| Something that’s designed to stay
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| Is this enough to make it true?
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| Meet me by the meadow rule, hazy
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| Is this enough to make it true?
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| Meet me by the meadow rule, hazy |