| NEARLY FELL DOWN A BASEMENT FLOOR AS
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| I WEAVED MY WAY THROUGH THE WELL DRESSED CROWDS
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| IN SEARCH OF YOU.
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| I TOOK HOPE FROM THE SAXOPHONE THOUGH
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| HER MOUTH GREW COLD SHE STILL BLEW OUT
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| A SYMPHONY.. .
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| THE SCENE IS FAMILIAR. |
| I LOOK AGAIN.
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| WHEN I CAME HERE WITH YOU BEFORE IT WAS DIFFERENT.
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| I SAW BEAUTY IN THIS WASTED LAND
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| I SMELT ROSES IN THE UNDERGROUND
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| I SAW A FUTURE WHEN YOU WERE AROUND.
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| BUT NOW IT’S OVER.
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| THROUGH THE DARKNESS I CALLED YOUR NAME
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| AS THE FRIENDLY FACES MODE THEIR WAY
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| T0 SEE THE GAME.
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| SOMEONE STOPPED ME AND ASKED THE WAY
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| I SHRUGGED AND SMILED BUT SHE GLARED AT ME IMPATIENTLY.
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| THE AMERCAN WAITRESS STILL KNOWS YOUR NAME
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| WHEN I CAME HERE WITH YOU BEFORE IT WAS DIFFERENT.
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| I SAW BEAUTY IN THIS WASTED LAND
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| I SMELT ROSES IN THE UNDERGROUND
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| I SAW A FUTURE WHEN YOU WERE AROUND
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| BUT NOW IT’S OVER.
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| YOU’LL ALWAYS HAUNT ME. |