| «Come outside,"she said to me
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| As if I knew just what she’d say
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| «Come outside, we’ll watch tomorrow
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| Pull the curtain on today»
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| «Come outside into the tall grass
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| And the old corn and the shit
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| Come outside o child
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| Into the wild and weep for it»
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| And all along I know
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| I don’t know the why
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| And it takes me through the meadows
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| And I have got a rifle on my arm
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| And the rabbit won’t stop shaking
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| But the life is gone
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| And there is blood upon the clover
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| And, oh god, his eyes are open wide
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| Staring up at me and infinity
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| And the shrinking English sky
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| And all along I tell myself
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| I don’t know the why
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| And as the idea ossifies
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| I can’t believe it’s mine
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| I make a change
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| He is wordless and silent and
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| He says «Just close my eyes.»
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| «I have one eye open to the rain
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| And one pressed to the ground again
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| And I don’t know why…
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| And I don’t know why…
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| And I don’t know why…»
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| No they don’t know why
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| No they don’t know why
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| No they don’t know, don’t know don’t know, don’t know…
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| Oh, she takes a train to Paris
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| For a weekend with a friend
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| They take you places
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| Trains and summers
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| At 200 miles an hour
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| That you’ve never been
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| Did I ever say
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| The way your breath
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| Takes mine away
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| As I start out at the grassland
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| Past the living and the dead
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| Matter forming and decaying
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| A perpetual uprising
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| Let there be a revolution
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| And a light to lead us on
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| Just a ball of souls revolving
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| Spinning circles round the sun
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| For the infinite and ageless
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| For the meaningless and painless
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| For the times we shook like rabbits
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| Felt like children
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| Made us ask this
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| Can you see me?
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| Can you see me?
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| Can you see me?
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| Can you see me?
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| Can you see me?
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| For I am changing
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| But all the same things
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| Come back to haunt me
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| There are trains that can take a girl to Paris
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| There are planes that can bring you home
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| There are some of us get broken when we’re children
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| And you never get it back once that is gone
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| And I don’t know why
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| No, I don’t know why
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| No, I don’t know why
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| No, I don’t know why |