| There is a dream I used to have
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| My dream swallowed me whole
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| There is a bridge where I hate to go
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| That is where I first saw her
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| High on the bridge
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| I seen her red hair shining
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| There is a girl I never knew
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| She was my Aunt Virginia
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| They said that she, she just disappeared
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| They said I look just like her
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| High on the bridge I seen her
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| Dancing, waving to me there
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| She smiled and raised her head
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| Then she took to the air
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| There is a dream I can’t escape
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| My memories come back to me
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| There is a hell that I can’t escape
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| My memories come back to me
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| I heard the truth about it
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| Pictures and headlines hidden away
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| I heard the truth about my real mom
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| Jumping from the bridge that day
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| Now I know why ever since I was three years old
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| Been having the same nightmare
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| Now I know the truth about Virginia
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| Why she took to the air |