| She walked her way down
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| It brought my mind back
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| From where I was trapped
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| How long will it take
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| For tension to break
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| Feel it sliding off
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| Shimmy-like cloth
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| I left on the ground
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| And I know what the answer is
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| And I’m happy to be here tonight
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| But when you’re in the moment
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| Everything you want is right
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| But before she takes a step
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| She’s waiting for the beat to arrive
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| And the drummer’s counting out the start
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| She walked her way down
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| In silver and black
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| Tension is snapped
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| I picked up the trace
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| A scent I can’t place
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| Remembering desire
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| Higher and high
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| Lift off the ground
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| And I know what the answer is
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| But I’m happy to be here tonight
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| And when you’re in the moment
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| Everything you want is right
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| From before she takes a step
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| She’s waiting for the beat to arrive
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| The drummer makes the same mistake
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| And my eyes are on the shape
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| That is captured in the light
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| All went quiet on the floor
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| When she walked her way down
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| As we happen to be here tonight
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| But don’t we make a beautiful sight
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| And when you’re in the moment
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| Everything you want is right
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| But before she takes a step
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| She’s waiting for the beat to arrive
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| If you’re tamed by all the pressure
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| Everything you want to become
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| The drummer always comes in late
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| And my eyes are on the shake
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| That is captured in the light
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| And I want to feel the weightless grasp
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| Upon my heavy life |