| I thought the sun rose in your eyes
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| I thought the sun rose in your eyes
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| I thought the sun rose in
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| I thought the sun rose in your eyes
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| I thought the sun rose in your eyes
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| The first time ever I saw your face, laid my eyes on you
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| Was the Bowery Ballroom stage, you were shredding Marshall tubes
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| And I knew that I had to get to know
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| You, why don’t you pack your clothes?
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| Move to Brooklyn on your own
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| And join the band, come on the road
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| We talked for like two minutes
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| But I had a feeling
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| Something awkward but new between us
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| Something strong and appealing
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| And we both had girl- and boyfriends blowing us up SMS
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| But we both knew a mood like this so strong would be wrong to suppress
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| Felt like it bore the impress of destiny
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| In a minivan in New England, our eyes met
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| We said yes and we said yes
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| Love will burn out
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| Love will just fade away
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| First time I ever kissed your mouth, we both felt time stop
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| My heart, it leapt up, wow, jumped from a mountaintop
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| Then I knew: maybe I could be with you
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| Do the things that lovers do
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| Slightly domesticate the truth
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| And write you «Stillness Is the Move»
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| The ceilings that we ignored
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| The slept-on floors never ending
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| Our feeling obscured but pure
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| And our love ascending
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| This is how we saw the world, side by side from the road and the stage
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| So our lives were twined and curled and mixed up like the code we obeyed
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| And that was basically my dream and I dreamed it with you 'til we betrayed it
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| And love will burn out
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| And love will just fade away
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| And love’s gonna rot
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| And love will just dissipate
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| Now we’re going our separate ways
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| But we’re still connected
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| You’ll go forward and I’ll stay the same
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| And that’s how it breaks
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| Wash it away, wash it away
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| All of the pain, all of the pain and anger
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| It slips away, love slips away
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| But it will remain, it will remain unanswered
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| Now I’m listening to Kanye on the Taconic Parkway, riding fast
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| And you’re out in Echo Park, blasting 2Pac, drinking a fifth for my ass
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| I’m just up in Hudson bored and destructive knowing that nothing lasts
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| 'Cause love will burn out
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| And love will just fade away
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| Yeah love’s gonna rot
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| And love will just dissipate
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| 'Cause love will burn out
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| And love will just fade away
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| And love’s gonna rot
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| And love will just dissipate |