| Out in the crosswalk
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| Reeling after you
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| Shot through with a soft shock
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| Rescued and renewed
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| The world still showed sharp teeth
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| Angled at our throats
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| But you said, «We're an army
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| And I won’t let them close.»
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| Watching you from where I am
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| It’s obvious and true:
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| I’d never been happier
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| I’d never been happier with you —
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| «I know why you hurt me
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| You were just a kid
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| You shouldn’t feel guilty
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| You couldn’t handle it
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| You made yourself a warrior
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| You fought enough for two
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| And I couldn’t keep worrying
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| I couldn’t keep worrying for you
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| Then, I couldn’t be angrier
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| I couldn’t be angrier at you.»
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| In context, the progress is difficult to see
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| It’s increments, not mile jumps
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| The grace collects and waits for us
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| To catch up
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| «Now, I couldn’t be happier
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| I couldn’t be happier for you.» |