| can you hear the birds cry
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| at your own funeral?
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| they won’t smile, they won’t grin,
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| they will just follow you
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| in your head, in your head
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| no disturbance no more
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| in your head, in your head
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| the choir has run out of young boys
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| 16 hours ago, you said
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| follow my lead while I play dead
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| 16 days ago, in bed
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| making up promises in your head
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| please
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| follow your head and not your heart
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| please
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| it has been wrong right from the start
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| and it takes a while, to watch the ship go down
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| yes, it takes a while to burn right to the ground
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| just try your best to keep from getting drowned
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| yes, it takes a while, but someday you’ll be found
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| can you hear yourself lie
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| or are you oblivious?
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| we are right here, right now
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| but they have all flown away
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| in your head, in your head
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| it’s always someone, but not you
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| in your head, in your head
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| the shouting stopped, now it’s just you |