| Some days are roses, some are broken glass
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| I watch 'em fall through the hourglass
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| I turn them over, but only in my mind
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| I love you so much, but we’re running out of time
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| Tried to be water, going where it will
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| Tried to be stone, sitting very still
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| Tried to be mountain above it all
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| I tried to be the painting, watching from the gallery wall
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| Will you forgive me for being so unkind?
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| I love you so much, but we’re running out of time
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| The world is over, it’s covered up in trash
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| In a burned out city, kissing under falling ash
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| And the look upon your face is frozen in my mind
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| I love you so much, but we’re running out of |