| I feel like I might have made it
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| I think we might have made it
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| Yeah, I’m a friend of Lindy Morrison
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| In the corner of the picture
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| At the center of attention
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| (A wave rises up from my fresh water lake)
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| Well, all you had to do
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| Was to look at my direction
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| (My hands are worn but outside the sky is glacial blue)
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| The moon was high, but I couldn’t look at you
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| When all this blows over
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| You won’t want to know her
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| (This is the darkest sheep, you talk in your sleep
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| And now you’re awake, We’re in way too deep)
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| The moon was high, but I couldn’t look at you
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| (Look at you)
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| (Let's start over)
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| Baby love
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| Baby love
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| And outside the sky is glacial blue
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| The moon was high, but I couldn’t look at you)
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| I feel like I might have made it
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| I think we might have made it
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| Yeah, I’m a friend of Connan Mockasin |