| Run little sister, run so fast, I see he’s gaining on you
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| Take a breath and make it last, the darkwater horizon
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| Smile like you mean it and just cast the light of hell right out of here
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| No one else can see it’s the shape that makes you fall on fallow ground
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| So no more laying down, and no more dragging out
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| It’s the darkhorse you give legs to, no one else can ride
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| In the wake of strange beginnings, we can still stand high
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| Sing a song, a verse unhinged, passed down from our mother
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| Take breath and make it count and learn to sing another
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| Try ‘cause we need to and laugh the life of hell right out of here
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| No one else can see him, the shape that makes you fall on fallow ground
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| So lay your burden down in the springtime that surrounds you
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| It’s the darkhorse we give legs to, no one else can ride
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| In the wake of strange beginnings, we can still stand high
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| It’s you and I, you and I lie
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| You and I, you and I lie
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| It’s the darkhorse we give legs to, that I am proud to ride
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| In the wake of weak beginnings, we can still stand high
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| It’s you and I, you and I lie
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| You and I, you and I lie
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| You and I still try |