| Jump in to that water, is it cold or is it hot
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| Or is it nothing quite worth mentioning at all
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| Hearts they will awaken, to remember fears of breaking
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| But all animals must answer to their call
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| It’s like how when I try to write a song, sometimes the words just come out
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| wrong
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| But if I never picked the pen up, held inside and never shared
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| And alway’s that so eloquent, it wasn’t really what I meant
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| At least you got the notion that I care
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| And a song well sung is a sung well song so sing
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| If nothing else you must remember that you’re still breathing
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| So we ignore those body parts that get so wet and get so hard
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| And focus on our beating hearts, your arm to hold me here to guard me
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| I can sleep alone tonight, I feel weird but that’s alright
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| I’m learning not to think too much, I turn the lights out and sleep tight
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| And if I make a big mistake
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| If anything well then it won’t take forever just to find myself again
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| In a subjective sense we’ve seen a lot, yeah we make the best of what we’ve got
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| All we are is everything and everyone we’ve ever been
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| So tell me not to fall in love with you
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| And frankly my friend I think that’s the sweetest thing you do
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| Summer in my town is nice, my front porch is my paradise
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| And I can sit here every night, yes I can watch the world go by
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| And know that I’m in motion too, occasionally think of you
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| And just hope that you realize that when you sit here by my side,
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| whatever that implies will be just fine
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| My heart beats like a tambourine, it plays along in time |