| Staring in the mirror with two borrowed eyes
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| Looking for a part of me that’s still alive
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| Waiting for my chest to fall 'n rise
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| Standing on the corner with my shirt tucked in
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| Summer turns to autumn, winter turns to spring
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| And it all flies by like a speeding train
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| Dead wishes on a broken chain
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| White roses in a dead man’s dream
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| Down and out with everything to lose
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| If these long dead wishes never do come true
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| Waiting for the night to come and chase away
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| All the flies hovering around my head
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| With my memories for a pillow and all my regrets for a bed
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| Standing on the corner now I’m past surprise
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| Yelling out a warning to some passerby
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| I stand just as God made me and I lie down in disguise
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| Dead wishes on a burning lake
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| White roses for my soul to keep
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| Diving down with everything to win
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| If my long since sunken ship ever does come in
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| Round and round we all fall down
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| And that’s how ancient mountains crumble
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| Time keeps moving slower
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| Like falling from the sun
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| Come and knock me over
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| I keep getting up
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| Throw a line down to me
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| Keep hanging on…
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| Standing on the corner don’t apologize
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| You don’t have to bow your head or raise your eyes
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| Or pretend that you don’t see me
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| Dead wishes on a broken chain
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| White roses in a dead man’s dream
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| Down and out with everything to lose
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| If these long dead wishes
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| These long dead wishes never do come true
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| Round and round we all fall down
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| And that’s how ancient mountains crumble (2x)
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| That’s how ancient mountains crumble (2x) |