| Fill your hands with grains of sand
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| In the rocks you’ll see the clocks
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| Of times that passed, the good, the bad
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| Your life’s a life you wish you had
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| Thought I could run, I could be brave
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| Nothing to save here, nothing to say
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| The good, the bad, the times you’ve had
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| All stops upon your lily pad
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| On your lily pad
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| Ooh, over tides, they’ll pull you under
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| Ooh, oh oh, turn your daylight into thunder
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| When you take on lose, let the rain flow
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| You gotta take, you gotta take, you gotta take
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| On every wave
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| It hurts to think of what’s to come
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| When I no longer know this place
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| And all I hear are fading drums
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| And I cannot recall your face
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| I’ll meet you in the sleepless garden
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| Close your eyes and see
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| A future you’re remembering
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| How it felt to kiss too nice version of me
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| Of me
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| Ooh, over tides, they’ll pull you under
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| Ooh, oh oh, turn your daylight into thunder
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| When you take on lose, let the rain flow
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| You gotta take, you gotta take, you gotta take
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| On every wave
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| I promise, I promise
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| It’s not what you said
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| No favors, no secrets
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| Now I’m calming my wave
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| Ooh, over tides, they’ll pull you under
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| Ooh, oh oh, turn your daylight into thunder
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| When you take on lose, let the rain flow
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| You gotta take, you gotta take, you gotta take
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| On every wave |