| Sing to me, it don’t mean much but it means everything.
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| You dance I bleed, on ocean liners and the baron sea.
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| The sun, it beams. |
| Through the branches of the evergreens.
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| At last I see, but you were gone and I’ll fall back to sleep.
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| Forgive me when I say, I was already drifting away.
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| Cos you left me here like an old dog in the rain, would you care.
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| Would you even line your guts before taking on this much.
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| With a body full of butterflies you’re fit to burst.
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| You were fit to burst.
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| The second time you’d think that you’d grow
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| numb to the sting or that you wouldn’t remember.
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| Or that the smell, the taste,
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| the use of certain words, the walks we’d take in December.
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| Because I’m over this but under the bridge,
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| staring up, I just can’t burn it yet. |
| I won’t burn it yet.
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| The fact I even exist at all,
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| I find incredible, It’s a miracle, It’s a miracle.
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| I don’t scare anymore, because everything I fear is already upon me. |