| My heart’s the sun and the storm
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| Always in two separate ways
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| The conflict leaving me torn
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| While a compromise stays
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| My heart’s the sun and the storm
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| My heart’s the storm and the sun
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| Who never peacefully share
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| Always a blight on the one
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| While the other won’t care
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| My heart’s the storm and the sun
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| And in the end I can…
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| Feel so anxious in their eyes
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| Devoid of any alibis
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| Drowning in the din of some endless tune
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| That pulls at me and away from you
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| My love it shines like a star
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| It’s warm and nourishing light
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| Wherever she and I are
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| We fuse into one
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| My heart it burns like the sun
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| The storm it turns my sky grey
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| Thundering on when I play
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| Waking me making me right
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| When the lightning takes form
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| My heart rages like the storm
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| And in the end I can…
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| Feel so anxious in their eyes
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| Devoid of any alibis
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| Drowning in the din of some endless tune
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| That pulls at me and away from you
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| Eeny meeny miney moe
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| I try to cling or let go
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| But the needle won’t move
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| It just deepens the groove
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| Till the record gets worn
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| My heart’s the sun and the storm
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| My heart’s the sun and the storm
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| My heart’s the sun and the storm
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| My heart’s the sun and I
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| Feel so anxious in their eyes
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| Devoid of any alibis
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| Drowning in the din of some endless tune
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| That pulls at me and away from you
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| (Feel so anxious in their eyes)
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| (Devoid of any alibis)
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| (Drowning in the din of some endless tune)
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| (That pulls at me and away from you)
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| Feel so anxious in their eyes
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| Devoid of any alibis
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| Drowning with the din of endless tune
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| That pulls at me and away from you
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| (suck it in suck it in suck it in if you’re rin tin tin)
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| (make a desperate move or else you’ll win and then begin to)
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| (see what you’re doing to me this MTV is not for free)
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| (it's so PC it’s killing me so desperately I sing to thee of)
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| Hey Jude
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| Don’t make it bad
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| Take sad song and make it better
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| Remember
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| When you let her under your skin
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| Then you begin to make it better
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| (love)
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| (sure but also rage and hate and pain)
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| (and fear of self and I can’t keep these feelings on the)
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| (shelf)
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| (I tried but no in fact I lied)
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| (Could be financial suicide but I’ve got too much pride inside)
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| Dearly beloved
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| We are gathered together to talk about this thing called life
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| Funny thing called life
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| Come on people give it what you can!
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| Give your love, give your heart, give it all!
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| Everybody’s got a sun that he’s talking about
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| People let me hear you! |
| Come on!
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| Yeah
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| Hey yeah
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| Whoa
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| Ohhhhh…
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| (to hide, or slide)
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| (I'll do as I decide)
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| (and let it ride)
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| (untill I’ve died and only)
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| (then shall I abide this tide)
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| (of catchy little tunes)
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| (of hip three minute ditties)
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| (I wanna bust all your balloons)
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| (I wanna burn all of your cities to the ground, I’ve found)
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| (I will not mess around unless I play, then hey)
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| (I will go on all day)
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| (hear what I say I have a prayer to pray that’s really all this was)
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| (and when I’m feeling stuck and need a buck I don’t rely on luck)
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| (because the Hook…)
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| (incoherent low pitched mumbling in background)
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| Hey, what happened?
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| Hey, I had my big solo coming
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| Where’s my check?
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| Yeah, where’s my check too?
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| Hey, what are they doing?
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| Oh. |
| what. |
| Rehearsal?
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| Hey, hey, yeah I’m talking to you
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| Hey!
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| Ooga Booga Booga
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| Nobody ever takes the guy with the high voice real seriously
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| Good evening friends
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| But I have needs and rights too
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| Is there a bathroom?
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| What about my feelings?
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| Yeah |