| Losing sight of
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| Time
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| It’s a week since I left
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| It’s no time since I left
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| I’m losing faith in
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| Time
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| We’re both grasping for words
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| Please, where are your words?
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| They’re
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| Gone like all that came before, still
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| (How! You! Comfort! Me!)
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| I should’ve seen you more, I know
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| (How! You! Comfort! Me!)
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| Gone like all the chances of asking
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| (How! You! Comfort! Me!)
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| I’m feeling low
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| I’m getting want of
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| (How! You! Comfort! Me!)
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| Erased! |
| Erased, but not gone!
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| I wanna know if we’re all like that
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| I wanna know if it’s how we’ll die
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| Thirty years and thirty questions
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| But now, you can’t reply…
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| I hate what this has done
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| You see, this man before
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| Taught me how to be tender
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| I’m so glad it’s still a part of you
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| I shouldn’t ask for more
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| I shouldn’t chase the past, but
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| There’s so much I wanna show you, too
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| (But there’s no chance, now)
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| Gone like all that came before, still
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| (How! You! Comfort! Me!)
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| I should’ve seen you more, I know
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| (How! You! Comfort! Me!)
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| Gone like all the chances of asking
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| (How! You! Comfort! Me!)
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| I’m feeling low, I’m getting want of
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| (How! You! Comfort! Me!)
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| I wanna know if we’re all like that
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| I wanna know if it’s how we’ll die
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| Thirty years and thirty questions
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| But now you can’t reply…
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| I hate what this has done
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| If the last thing we said
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| Could be the last thing we do
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| I know it comforts me
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| I hope it comforts you
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| You’re long gone away
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| You’ve long lost the truth
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| If that’s hard for me to say
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| It must be awful for you
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| Okay
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| Maybe I’ve not got it
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| Maybe you’re lucid, or
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| Playing jokes in my behalf
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| You’ve played bad jokes on me before
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| Maybe I’ve not got it
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| I’ll feign indifference, or
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| Hold you tight, just one last time;
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| I should’ve held you tight before
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| I wish I’d held you tight before
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| Oh, when this all falls away
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| I want to comfort you
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| I hope it’s the last thing I say
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| I hope it’s the last thing I do
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| Oh, one day you’ll forget
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| That I’ll always love you
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| It’s still the last thing I’ll say
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| I know it’s the last thing I do
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| So stay strong
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| Stay strong
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| Yeah, stay strong" |