| I feel nervous in a way that can’t be named
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| I dreamt last night of a sign that read «The end of love»
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| And I remember thinking
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| Even in my dreaming
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| It was a good line for a song
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| We were a family pulled from the flood
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| You tore the floorboards up
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| And let the river rush in
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| Not wash away, wash away
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| We were reaching in the dark
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| That summer in New York
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| And it was so far to fall
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| But it didn’t hurt at all
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| And let it wash away, wash away
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| In a moment of joy and fury I threw myself
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| From the balcony like my grandmother so many years before me
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| I’ve always been in love with you
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| Could you tell it from the moment that I met you?
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| We were a family pulled from the flood
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| You tore the floorboards up
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| And let the river rush in
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| Not wash away, wash away
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| We were reaching in the dark (Wash away)
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| That summer in New York (Wash away)
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| And was it so far to fall? |
| (Wash away)
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| You said it didn’t hurt at all
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| And let it wash away, wash away
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| And Joshua came down from the mountain
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| With a tablet in his hands
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| Told me that he loved me, yeah
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| And then ghosted me again
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| We were reaching in the dark
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| That summer in New York
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| And it was so far to fall
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| But it didn’t hurt at all
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| I let it wash away, wash away
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| Reaching in the dark (Wash away)
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| That summer in New York (Wash away)
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| And was it so far to fall? |
| (Wash away)
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| You said it didn’t hurt at all
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| And let it wash away, wash away |