| As if on cue
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| They lit a firework
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| The sky reeled back
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| And I ran fast to get to you
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| I think you knew
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| Before the war began
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| What loving to run towards
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| Something can do to a man
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| Fall over the edge
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| Learn to live while falling
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| Every life is a path worth following
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| When you put into words
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| It’s comfortingly bland
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| There’s so little left to understand
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| When we’re strung up, hanging
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| From the knots we’ve allowed
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| We call up our angels to cut us down
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| If you could be proud of anything you’ve done
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| What would it be?
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| Then you disappear and we are up in the clouds
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| I feel the tension shock right through my body
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| I am wide awake
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| Trippin' meant for me
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| I thought one day
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| I thought I’d find a hole
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| In my own backyard
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| I’d never seen before
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| Follow it down
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| Underneath that fence
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| Come back up on the other side
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| Live another life
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| Break down the door, it’s yours for the taking
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| I held it back until you stopped asking
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| My eyes are blurred, the clock is ticking
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| I’m coming up short in a life worth nothing
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| I hear women in my head with ordinary names
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| That ring like magic to somehow function in my brain
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| Your hands were warm though you came in from the cold
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| I took one and held it and suddenly I started to shake
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| Shake
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| Shake
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| Shake
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| Sha-ake
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| I feel it break, I feel the weight
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| Of anger, pain and sorrow
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| Breaking out of me
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| The flags are raised
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| We fought with no more advice
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| And no tomorrows
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| This is destiny
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| Memories of the best regrets
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| I played my song in every single way
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| Every note of the symphony
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| Men will fence with the best of grace
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| And it’s pleasantries to the bottom of the page
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| I’m sorry |