| Welcome to the end of being alone inside your mind
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| Tethered to another and you’re worried all the time
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| You always knew the melody but you never heard it rhyme
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| She’s fair and she is quiet, Lord, she doesn’t look like me
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| She made me love the morning, she’s a holiday at sea
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| The New York streets are as busy as they always used to be
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| But I am the mother of Evangeline
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| The first things that she took from me were selfishness and sleep
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| She broke a thousand heirlooms I was never meant to keep
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| She filled my life with color, cancelled plans and trashed my car
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| But none of that is ever who we are
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| Outside of my windows are the mountains and the snow
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| I hold you while you’re sleeping and I wish that I could go
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| All my rowdy friends are out accomplishing their dreams
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| But I am the mother of Evangeline
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| They’ve still got their morning paper and their coffee and their time
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| They still enjoy their evenings with the skeptics and their wine
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| Oh but all the wonders I have seen I will see a second time
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| From inside of the ages through your eyes
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| You were not an accident where no one thought it through
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| The world has stood against us, made us mean to fight for you
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| And when we chose your name we knew that you’d fight the power, too
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| You’re nothing short of magical and beautiful to me
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| I would never hit the big time without you
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| So they can keep their treasure and their ties to the machine
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| Cause I am the mother of Evangeline
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| They can keep their treasure and their ties to the machine
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| Cause I am the mother of Evangeline
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| Ooooh… |