| Caught somewhere close to this world
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| Close enough to watch beside
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| Where else could have we retired
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| When there’s no place at all, No, Dear
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| Is there a haven for those who can’t wait no more
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| Would there be a haven for us
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| Mordant wrath is like a dead tree
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| For my ears were, They were killing me
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| Mordant wrath is like a dead tree
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| For my ears were, They were killing me
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| «You think you’re withering but you’re not withering»
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| Mordant wrath is like a dead tree
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| For my ears were, They were killing me
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| You know I have tried not to forget
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| How I suffered from everything
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| That was within (and all over) me
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| And what we used to be like
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| In the haven where I lived
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| Without you, Without you
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| Now would you help me
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| 'Cause I’ve seen this already
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| Have I taken it all with me
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| «And I’m so easily caught
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| Forgive me that I’m caught in this
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| That I can’t help it like I couldn’t help it before»
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| You know I have tried not to forget
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| How I suffered from everything
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| That was within (and all over) me
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| And what we used to be like
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| In the haven where I lived
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| Without you, Without you |