| It’s alright to take me down
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| Between the hook and the line I took
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| It’s alright to drag the lake
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| And find the things you love
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| They won’t wait in line to see me float
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| Asleep above the waves
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| They don’t wait in line to bring me up
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| I’ve seen enough today
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| All my dreams stroll by unclothed
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| All my dreams roll by unknown
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| It’s all right to cave into a love
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| Although it’s not enough…
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| Not enough to save you from yourself
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| Or what you love too much
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| And always deeper, and still; |
| even deeper
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| And I believe there’s a heaven below
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| All I see is a dream
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| That lies beneath it all
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| There’s a way about her
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| She can make me do things I ought not to do
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| Cut the line and count to three
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| And morph into another world
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| Start the wheel turning
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| On it, break me; |
| shown things I ought not have seen
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| Hung from rafters, mothers screaming
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| Born into an ugly world
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| All my dreams stroll by unclothed
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| All my dreams roll by unknown
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| It’s alright to take me out
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| It’s alright to take me out
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| It’s alright to take me out |