| Not one more word tonight
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| between here and there
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| We’ll put a distance the size of the ocean
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| so now this heart can beat a skipping rhythm
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| As the cadence carries me
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| I almost drift away
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| far enough to forget
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| but when it comes you cannot hesitate
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| and when found i will write
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| an account and seal it in an envelope
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| addressed to your last known residence
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| Whoaaaa.
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| whoa — oh — oh — ah — ohhh
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| woah — oh — oh — ah — ohhhhh
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| woah — oh — oh — ohhhhhh
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| And we sink, and we drown
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| and what is lost can never be found
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| well these arms did swim,
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| until the lungs pulled in
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| panic was lost in a deep understanding
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| that you will see what is wrong with everything
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| what is wrong with you and me
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| they make all the right reasons to fuck it up
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| you’re gonna fuck it up
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| Whoaaaa.
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| whoa — oh — oh — ah — ohhh
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| woah — oh — oh — ah — ohhhhh
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| woah — oh — oh — ohhhhhh
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| (That sounded pretty good to me)
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| (I thought it was pretty good) |