| It’s not the wind that keeps you up, it’s not the snow
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| It’s not the moon coming like a headlight through your window
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| It’s not the thumbnail of a screen that scrapes away your dream
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| It’s just this man taking what he needs from the store room
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| It’s not the news of burning towns that ruins your mind
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| Like a spool you turn and you turn but it won’t unwind
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| No these wars you did not start, they don’t tear your sleep apart
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| It’s just a man taking what he needs from the store room
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| And now this woman by your side, well, she’s asleep
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| And there’s nothing you can give her and there’s nothing you want to keep
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| You don’t even try to prove that the noise is neighbors making love
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| It’s just a man taking what he needs from the store room
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| Well go to sleep and change the locks when you wake up
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| Share your toast, maybe spill some coffee from your cup
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| Oh, there’s nothing left to choose and there is so much more to lose
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| There’s this man taking what he needs from the store room
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| It’s not the wind that keeps you up, it’s not the snow
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| It’s not the moon coming like a headlight through your window
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| It’s not the thumbnail of a screen that scrapes away your dream
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| It’s just a man taking what he needs from the store room
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| It’s not the news of burning towns that ruins your mind
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| Like a spool you turn and turn but won’t unwind
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| No these wars you did not start, they don’t tear your sleep apart
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| It’s just a man taking what he needs from the store room
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| And now the woman by your side, well, she’s awake
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| But there’s nothing you can give her and there’s nothing you want to take
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| You don’t even try to prove that the noise is neighbors making love
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| It’s just a man taking what he needs from the store room
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| Or go to sleep and change the locks when you wake up
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| Share your toast, maybe spill a little coffee from your cup
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| He’s got nothing left to choose and you’ve got so much more to lose
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| There’s just a man taking what he needs from the store room
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| It’s not the wind |