| If I could hold on to just one thought
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| For long enough to know
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| Why my mind is moving so fast
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| And the conversation is slow.
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| Burn off all the fog
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| And let the sun through to the snow
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| Let me see your face again
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| Before I have to go.
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| I have seen you in the movies
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| And in those magazines at night
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| I saw you on the barstool when
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| You held that glass so tight.
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| And I saw you in my nightmares
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| But I’ll see you in my dreams
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| And I might live a thousand years
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| Before I know what that means.
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| Once there was a friend of mine
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| Who died a thousand deaths
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| His life was filled with parasites
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| And countless idle threats.
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| He trusted in a woman
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| And on her he made his bets
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| Once there was a friend of mine
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| Who died a thousand deaths. |