| I’ve forgotten how long I’ve been sittin' here
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| Watching my reflection in a disappearing beer
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| The loneliness is so thick you can slice it
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| The emptiness is too much for me to fight it
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| And while tomorrow must be met, it seems
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| That life’s become a jewel that dimly gleams
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| From its perch atop a ring that’s slightly out of round
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| Casting the reflection of a crying clown
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| Oh-oh, the closeness is gone
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| Still, the memory lives on
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| The distance now is growing as the highway sings
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| Changing the complexion and the scheme of things
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| As the world begins to turn, I feel the time has come
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| To accept apparent loss as a battle won
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| And with that in mind, I close my eyes and kiss your cheek
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| Push the loneliness aside and stand on shaky feet
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| Then re-implant the smile that never really leaves
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| Gently place my heart back on my sleeve
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| Oh-oh, the closeness is gone
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| Still, the memory lives on |