| Adam watches his little Eve sleeping in a grief of snow
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| Not knowing what to do or where to go
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| He packed his bags for the big city
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| Oh what else, lie around lying there
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| Coughing up here dreams, serpents sink inside her with their fangs
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| And bite her deep, so deep she loved it
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| 'Oh Adam', she said 'Oh Adam don’t stop'
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| She said don’t stop 'Oh, oh, oh'
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| He said 'No we cannot stay, like apples we will drop'
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| And stepped from the garden into L. A
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| In the end it is your heart that kills you
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| And I know that you won’t be coming here today
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| In the end it is your heart that kills you
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| It’s all wrong but it’s alright in its way
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| We are beginning our descent, said the on the way to L. A
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| Adam leaned across to little Eve and explained what that meant
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| And handed her the oxygen mask as she looked out the window
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| And watched the babies writing in the clouds, turning into clouds
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| She said 'No, no, no, no, no don’t stop, oh Adam don’t, don’t stop, don’t stop'
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| But the tin can turned down and like a little apple dropped
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| And into old and angry age
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| Cause in the end it is your heart that kills you
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| I know that you won’t come now, stay
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| Cause in the end it is your heart that kills you
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| I know that you won’t come now, stay |