| Where are all the flowers?
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| Did they wilt and shrivel inside me,
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| To blend with the leather skin I wear
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| That masks the tar covered streets.
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| Where do they all go?
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| Winding like ribbon silk
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| That old tarmac tapestry,
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| That covers every one of our sins.
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| And I walked a long way home,
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| Left behind a faded smile.
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| And walked right into the emptiness of my home,
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| It covered up my cheeks.
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| And I sat in silence,
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| Conversations in my ears.
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| I’m looking back on the happy returns
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| Of my birthday card years.
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| Hold out your hands together.
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| I don’t need you here forever.
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| Just someone right now
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| To hold me 'cause I’m broken.
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| Then you can go and leave me,
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| In uncomfortable silence.
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| Wearing out my shoes, treading over diamonds.
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| Ones that pave these broken streets,
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| Ones that carry my dead weight.
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| Now my bed sheets look presentable.
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| And I feel the electric fire’s orange glow
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| And I remember all the drunken promises made.
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| They lie shattered on the floor.
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| And I sit here wanting more.
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| Hold out your hands together.
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| I don’t need you here forever.
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| Oh I… Just someone right now
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| To hold me 'cause I’m broken.
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| Then you can go and leave me.
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| In uncomfortable silence.
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| Underneath my cloudy bloom.
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| Where the tower blocks,
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| They cover up my moon.
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| I’m so wrapped in your love,
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| Like a baby kicking in it’s womb
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| Oh and you give me the blues
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| Every time you leave the room.
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| Ooh I…
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| Ooh I…
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| No I…
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| Mmm no I… |