| David, is it true that fear is lavender?
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| How do you walk the waves so free?
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| Fear is an ocean of unknown proportion
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| It strikes me down some sleepless nights
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| Some sleepless nights
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| Some sleepless nights
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| Some sleepless nights
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| Out on the patio, I told you how long ago
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| I had abandoned my will
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| Under the circumstance, I really had no chance
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| The loss, the let down, the lameness haunt me still
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| How far we go
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| Along the road
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| Away from ourselves?
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| How far we go
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| Along the road
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| Away from ourselves?
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| We were not getting along, retreat already begun
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| Though we made it through the night
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| Time came to climb the wall
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| I was hoping, I would fall back onto your side
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| When one is hurt
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| And one is meek
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| And one is lost
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| Love is like that lilac wine
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| It makes you drunk, it makes you cry
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| Tears and laughter, ecstasy
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| Our bodies move in harmony, ohh, ohh
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| We walked into town to find the man we found
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| His wife served us rice and beans and beer
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| We got just what we wanted
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| Headed down to the ocean’s mouth to make our peace again
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| How far we go
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| Along the road
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| To find ourselves?
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| How far we go
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| Along the road
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| To find ourselves? |
| Ohh, ohh |