| A chance again to diatribe
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| You’ll go along if you’ve imbibed
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| My mannered tones of dire cost
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| And if something gets translated lost
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| Again I seek to hide the same
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| As though we’ve never stopped our game
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| And all the tidings I could bring
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| Have never really changed a thing
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| Dependent on each other we
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| Kept infinite the you and me
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| That never really set us free
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| Or too lonely was the place we’d be
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| But for all I’ve ever tried to tell you
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| I just couldn’t seem to say how much I care
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| And speaking as the aspect that befell you
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| You’ve come to mean my universe out there
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| For all the right or wrong I’d done
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| I had to share it with someone
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| The true the lie the in between
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| Their implications what they mean
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| A troubled tale or trophied turn
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| Within my heart they’d only burn
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| Til the echos on the acetate
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| Reveal what we can all relate
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| Then freely we can share our pain
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| And know that we are not insane
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| Or at least a frenzy we can own
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| It’s enough for me I’m not alone
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| But for all I’ve ever tried to tell you
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| I just couldn’t seem to say how much I care
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| And speaking as the aspect that befell you
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| You’ve come to mean my universe out there
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| I stumble to the floor and only then see that I’m climbing
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| I can fall right up a staircase
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| Just as easily as down
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| 'Cause hope can flip a building on its end and in the timing
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| Needs a hand
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| Or else it lands
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| Within the sand
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| Without out a sound
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| A chance again to double down
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| Perhaps a way of standing ground
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| For every sin that took a toll
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| By every rescue of my soul
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| Each choice I made to turn to you
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| A thing I had to learn to do
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| So grateful I could see it through
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| Almost as if you always knew
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| I choose again to share anew
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| As if compulsively on cue
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| More karma for we happy few
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| Whose destiny’s the devil’s due
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| And yet I’m thanking God for you
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| But for all I’ve ever tried to tell you
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| I just couldn’t seem to say how much I care
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| And speaking as the aspect that befell you
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| You’ve come to mean my universe out there
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| Searching for the dawn until it’s we who are both shining |