| We were lost, in the tree lines
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| I saw glimpses of your love in bloom
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| And I feel the cost, of your absence
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| Every branch is reaching out to you
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| But I can’t see the colors
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| Of your eyes behind the leaves
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| And I wait patiently
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| And when the weight is gone
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| When they pick you up
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| I’ll be your rotting petals
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| I can be sentimental
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| And when the thorn is soft
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| Your stems are breaking off
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| You are a burning flower
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| You’re suffocating in your garden bed
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| Garden bed
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| Garden bed
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| Garden bed
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| I was calm, in the grass
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| I spoke my mind you never said a word
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| And I moved along, but it’s always
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| On my mind, now I’m never sure
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| And I can’t see the colors
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| Of your eyes behind the leaves
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| And when the weight is gone
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| When they pick you up
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| I’ll be your rotting petals
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| I can be sentimental
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| And when the thorn is soft
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| Your stems are breaking off
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| You are a burning flower
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| You’re suffocating in your garden bed
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| Garden bed
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| Garden bed
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| Garden bed
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| Garden bed
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| Garden bed
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| (And when the weight is gone)
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| Garden bed
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| (When they pick you up)
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| Garden bed
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| (I'll be your rotting petals)
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| Garden bed
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| (I can be sentimental)
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| Garden bed
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| (And when the thorn is soft)
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| Garden bed
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| (Your stems are breaking off)
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| Garden bed
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| (You are a burning flower)
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| Garden bed
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| (You're suffocating in your garden bed
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| Garden bed
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| Garden bed
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| Garden bed
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| Garden bed
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| Garden bed
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| Garden bed
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| Garden bed) |