| Death took the husband of a neighbor of mine
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| On a highway, with a drunk at the wheel
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| She told me «Keep your clean hand off the laundry he left
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| And don’t tell me you know how I feel. |
| «She had a tape that he had sent her from a Holiday Inn
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| And she never played it much in the day
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| But when I heard him say he loved her through the window at night
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| I just stayed the hell away
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| There’s a hole in the middle of the prettiest life
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| So the lawyers and prophets say
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| Not your father nor your mother
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| Nor your lover’s gonna ever make it go away
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| And there’s too much darkeness in an endless night
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| To be afraid of the way we feel:
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| Let’s be kind to each other
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| Not forever, but for real
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| My father never put his parachute on
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| In the pacific back in World War ii
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| He said he’d rather go down in familiar flames
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| Than get lost in that endless blue
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| And some of that blue got into my eyes
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| And we never stopped fighting that war
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| Until I first understood about endlessness
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| And I loved him like never before
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| (to chorus)
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| It’s just lucky that my daughter got her mother’s nose |
| And just a little of her father’s eyes
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| And we’ve got just enough love that when the longing takes me
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| Well, it takes me by surprise
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| And I remember that longing from my highway days
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| Though I never could give it a name
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| It’s lucky I discovered in the nick of time
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| That the women and the child aren’t to blame
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| (second chorus)
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| For the hole in the middle of a pretty good life
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| I only face it 'cause it’s here to stay
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| Not my father nor my mother, nor my daughter, nor my lover
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| Nor the highway made it go away
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| And there’s too much darkness in an endless night
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| To be ashamed of the way I feel:
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| I’ll be kind to my loved ones, not forever, but for real
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| (final chorus)
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| Some say that God is a lover
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| Some say it’s an endless void
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| Some say both, and some say She’s angry
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| And some say He’s just annoyed
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| But if God felt a hammer in the palm of His hand
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| Then God knows the way we feel
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| And love lasts forever, forever and for real
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| Love last forever
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| @love
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| Filename[ forreal
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| Dt
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| ===Document boundary |