| Ingest, where it goes, nobody sees but me
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| So perfect and so sweet
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| But the rest, feels incomplete
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| Like the rabbit’s foot I keep
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| In the locket, with no key
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| And I can’t take it, I can’t take this world without
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| This world without you
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| I can’t take it, I can’t take it on my own
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| On my own
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| On these roads
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| Out of love, so it goes
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| How it feels when we fall, when we fold
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| How we lose control, on these roads
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| How it sings as it goes
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| Flight of field, driving snow
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| Knows the cold
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| Ran round the wailing world
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| And what’s a song without you?
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| When every song I write is about you
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| When I can’t hold myself without you
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| And I can’t change the day I found you
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| On these roads
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| Out of love, so it goes
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| How it feels when we fall, when we fold
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| How we lose control, on these roads
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| How it sings as it goes
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| Flight of field, driving snow
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| Knows the cold
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| Out of love, so it goes
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| How it feels when we fall, when we fold
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| How we lose control, on these roads
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| How it sings as it goes
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| Flight of field, driving snow
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| Knows the cold
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| Ran round the wailing world |