| It was the first he had a decaf'
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| It was the first he had a decaf'
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| And she had seen it with her own eyes you know
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| The road was still long, long with no ending
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| It was the last time she heard him laugh
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| And she would only believe what she saw
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| She heard voices pounding in her head
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| She heard voices pounding in her head
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| She heard voices in her head and all around
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| When they arrived they crossed the cemetery
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| The snow was deep, it made them shiver
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| Like the trees over the Neckar river
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| An epitaph was written on a grave
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| Right above the initials of his name
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| And she was dead before the age of forty
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| Soft moss and leaves felt like an unmade bed
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| Soft moss and leaves felt like an unmade bed
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| He could not remember when and why he was dead
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| Rob from always on the run is so bad and copy paste is a sin
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| Centuries of green towered above their heads
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| Centuries of green towered above their heads
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| My father lay somewhere below this earth
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| She heard voices pounding in her head
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| She heard voices pounding in her head
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| Hear the voices, I hear the voices
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| Hear the voices pounding in her head
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| Hear the voices pounding in her head
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| Hear the voices pounding in her head
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| Hear the voices pounding in her head
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| Hear the voices, I hear the voices
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| Hear the voices |