| Put me on a boat and cut the line
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| The fishing’s been much better but the weather’s fine
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| And all my friends are here to kill the time
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| And all the things I love are in rewind
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| And I wouldn’t care if they all just disappeared
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| Cause you know I’ll be coming back here every year
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| The promise of the fall
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| And winter’s lazy call
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| They’ve got me pinned against the wall
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| And all we are is all in all
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| And I’m not afraid to die
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| As long as you’re by my side
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| We can sleep the whole year through
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| And then I will up and leave
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| To show you that I believe
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| In the way that things used to be
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| Put me in a box and close the lid
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| Put me on a shelf, keep me well-hid
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| And everything I said and everything I did
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| And everyone I’ve known since I was a kid
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| And keep me there until I’m old
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| Until I know that I have wisened up
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| Cause right now I’m too weak
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| My mouth can barely speak
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| My days are cold and bleak
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| And we are on the brink
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| Of a long civil war
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| Between my heart and yours
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| We will fight by ourselves
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| Don’t let me be a liar
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| It was just friendly fire
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| Went on for a bit too long
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| Point me to the truth and make me learn
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| Everything I have but never earned
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| Like the way your heart always returned
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| After I had left it unconcered
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| And I will be much better this time, I swear
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| I’ll pull you back in time and I’ll keep you there
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| The dead hand of the past
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| Making time go by so fast
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| Making all my troubles last
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| And I’d rather die alone in the grass
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| Don’t let me hestitate
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| And don’t sit around and wait
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| While the others are having fun
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| And I like it better here
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| Where I can be cold all year
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| At least I’ll be by myself
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| Ah-ha-ha-ha |