| Emily, Emily, what do you see?
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| Flickering in the heart of the new scene
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| Dark-eyed and everybody’s envy
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| You and me, you and me on the same side
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| Happily, we will be 'til we capsize
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| Cold hands, and deafened by the crossfire
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| But if you dig that deep
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| Hmm, and what you find, you’ll keep
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| All the possibilities of the weather
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| And if you reach too far, you’ll find the glass is hard
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| Baby, you’re the best we’ve got of whatever
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| Take it back, take it back, take it back now
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| Every bit of your heart is sold out
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| Listen, the silence has its own sound
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| Little one, little one, how you gonna find?
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| Tryna' see how far you run
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| What’s done is done
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| And if you bleed them dry
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| Girl you got no right to cry
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| Told you by the sweet white lie like forever
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| Ooh, and if you’ll even be
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| Maybe you would get some sleep
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| All the possibilities of the weather
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| But it’s so easy to roll
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| When your heart is made of stone
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| And the land you’re breaking
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| The tide will take you far away from home
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| But if you bleed them dry
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| Girl you got no right to cry
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| Told you by the sweet white lie like forever
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| Ooh, and if you’ll even be
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| Maybe you would get some sleep
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| All the possibilities of the weather
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| The weather, the weather, the weather |