| I was born on a side road far from here
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| While the town was burning out my dark window
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| I was crowned with a cage of cold barbed wire
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| And my bottle I keep with me even till now
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| Curse my pain, curse the sunrise every dawn
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| Those sidewalks ran me ragged, those cracks my only guide
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| Long for midnight, long for darkness sweet release
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| Beg the alleys for your endless time to cease
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| Screaming blackbird on my shoulders
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| Mark my nearness to his youth
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| Left my senses reeling as he cried, «I understand you»
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| (Sweet release, sweet release)
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| Try the handle, try the doorway, try the path
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| Try to enter, to enter and to find some solace there, there
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| In this clearing, you’ll find nothing but a song
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| Give it breath, give it sunshine and with you it will belong, belong
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| It will whisper, it will stir a gentle breeze, its hands are your hands
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| They will take you where you please, if you please
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| Will you choose to be gentle? |
| It’s just your life whatever you feel
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| Are we blind for a reason or is it just to make it real, real?
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| (Sweet release, sweet release)
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| Show me do, give me seashells for my ears
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| Tell your neighbors and forgive them for their fears
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| (Sweet release, sweet release, sweet release) |