| Scared of losing all the time
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| He wrote it in a letter
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| He was a friend of mine
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| He heard you could see your future
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| Inside a glass of water
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| The ripples and the rhymes
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| He asked Will I see heaven in mine?
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| That is just the way it was
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| Nothing could be better
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| And nothing ever was
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| Oh they say you could see your future
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| Inside a glass of water
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| With riddles and the rhymes
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| Will I see heaven in mine?
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| Oh Oh Oh
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| Ah Son, dont ask
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| Neither how full nor empty
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| is your glass
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| Cling to the mast
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| Spend your whole life living in the past
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| Going nowhere fast
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| So he wrote it on the wall
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| The hollowest of halos
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| Is no halo at all
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| Televisions said and past
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| In figurines and leaders
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| saying nothing at all
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| And he chimed stars in heaven aligned
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| Oh Oh Oh
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| Ah Son, dont ask,
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| Neither how full nor empty is your glass
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| Cling to the mast
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| Spend your whole life living in the past
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| Going nowhere fast
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| What are we drinking when were done?
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| Glasses of water… |