| Sowing marbles into marshmallows
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| Sewing sequins onto rags
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| Cutting out my finest moments
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| Cutting anything that drags
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| Putting on my coat and tails
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| Putting on my party hat
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| Follow anything that moves baby moves
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| Just you try and follow that
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| And I learned to trust my body
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| And I learned to change my mind
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| Until this man of straw had nothing left to hide
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| I’m making a show of myself
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| Accidents that never happened
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| Loves that never could have been
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| Falling from a rock onto a soft place
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| Fall somewhere in between
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| And how could I be a hero
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| On my knees and four hours sleep?
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| You put a cat among the vultures
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| You set a child to catch a thief
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| And the call of the canvas
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| Becomes a curtain call
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| I lost my touch the day I learned to take a fall
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| I dance blind around the house
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| I wish you were still here
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| For me to stumble over
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| For me to be in fear of
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| To show me
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| And everything I am
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| And everything I do
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| Is trying to paint a miracle
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| Bold lyrical and new
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| Just to show you
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| And I’m tired of playing trick or treat
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| And I’m tired of love that goes for a song
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| And I’m tired of letting circus animals loose
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| But I’m not tired enough to stop |