| There was nothing that I ever wanted more
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| Than for you to hold this deep within your heart
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| To lay beside me as my halo burns deep to cinder
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| And to wake me from my tired life
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| To give this ghost a home again
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| When you fall short and I fall short
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| This is where I pretend I’m as tall as the sky
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| Now there is no comfort in your apology
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| And no comfort in this shame
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| This is where I can duck for cover
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| From the overwhelming, the forever overhead
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| For the heart of old time’s sake I’ll stay warm with this
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| Numb from the neck up
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| She married me with a sympathy kiss
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| She married me in a heart shaped tomb
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| These days daydreams don’t burn as bright as they used to
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| Your broken promises boil over
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| Every syllable my swinging hammer
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| And every hesitation is loss to them
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| In the name of those lost to you
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| For them this time it is war
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| For me it’s easier to just walk away |