| Say it’s here where our pieces fall in place
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| Any rain softly kisses us on the face
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| Any wind means we’re running
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| We can sleep and see 'em coming
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| Where we drift and call it dreaming
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| We can weep and call it singing
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| Where we break when our hearts are strong enough
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| We can bow 'cause our music’s warmer than blood
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| Where we see enough to follow
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| We can hear when we are hollow
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| Where we keep the light we’re given
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| We can lose and call it living
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| Where the sun isn’t only sinking fast
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| Every night knows how long it’s supposed to last
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| Where the time of our lives is all we have
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| And we get a chance to say, before we ease away
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| For all the love you’ve left behind
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| You can have mine
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| Say it’s here where our pieces fall in place
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| We can fear 'cause the feeling’s fine to betray
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| Where our water isn’t hidden
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| We can burn and be forgiven
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| Where our hands hurt from healing
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| We can laugh without a reason
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| 'Cause the sun isn’t only sinking fast
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| Every moon and our bodies make shining glass
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| Where the time of our lives is all we have
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| And we get a chance to say, before we ease away
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| For all the love you’ve left behind
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| You can have mine |