| Of all the weather here
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| I like rain the most
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| Of all the drives I’ve had
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| The Oregon coast
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| Of all the poetry
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| The Nights of Li-Young Lee
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| Of all the songs we sing
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| The songs of love
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| And I know how you’ve been worried sick for me
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| And I know how you’ve been taking after me
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| Oh when you’re not here
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| The less it seems to me
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| Hold on to you
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| Hold on to me
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| When you closed your eyes
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| You slowly turned to light
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| I slept through each day
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| I stared all night
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| To our history
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| The rings of family trees
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| I backed myself into
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| The in-between
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| How a father always starts out as a son
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| How sometimes you’re both
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| Sometimes you’re only one
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| How we manifest things far beyond our means
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| I do this for you
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| I did that for me
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| And I know how you’ve been worried sick for me
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| And I know how you’ve been taking after me
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| Oh when you’re not here
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| The less it seems to me
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| Hold on to you
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| Hold on to me |