| Here’s your chance to be convinced
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| Don’t let this one go by
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| Don’t let this one go by
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| Forgetting when to sink or swim
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| You don’t put up a fight
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| No reason to choose sides
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| It’s not a part of me
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| The church of everything I think in front of me
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| Make sense of everything before I speak
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| The taste of all the sounds I’m seeing
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| Meet me in the narrow neck of an hourglass
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| Where I can’t find the time to see where you end and I begin
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| Put your hands into the holes and feel the noise
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| I tell myself the same thing every time
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| It’s a lot to walk away from so now you know
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| Overload, going high to low
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| Meet me in the narrow neck of an hourglass
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| Where I can’t find the time to see where you end and I begin
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| Meet me in the half before we know nothing lasts
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| Where I stop trying to tell if we’re just dreaming or feeling this
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| Since the end, I know I’ve cracked up
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| A couple laughs but
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| Not like we use to
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| Where I can’t find the time to see where you end and I begin
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| Since the end, I know I’ve cracked up
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| A couple laughs but
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| Not like we use to
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| We had a few communications
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| No expectations
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| But it was too few
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| It never turns out like you thought but
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| I’ve thought a lot and
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| I might need you too
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| When you start to let the ending
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| Begin again then
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| It’s pulling you through
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| Meet me in the narrow neck of an hourglass
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| Where I can’t find the time to see where you end and I begin
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| Meet me in the half before we know nothing lasts
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| Where I stop trying to tell if we’re just dreaming or feeling this |