| I’m gonna tell you a story
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| About how it was
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| When I’m asleep
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| And I do dream
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| I see him there
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| Sitting in that chair
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| And when I’m awake
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| And I’m walking through the day
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| I see him, see him there
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| Sitting in that chair
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| In a house of books
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| Blowing smoke from a pipe
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| But the picture blurs
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| And that clock is rewound
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| The clock needs to be wound
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| It still needs to be wound
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| The clock needs to be wound
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| It still needs to be wound
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| That’s how he lived after he died
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| That’s how he lived after he died
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| That’s how he lived after he died
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| That’s how he lived after he died
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| That’s how he lived after he died
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| That’s how he lived after he died
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| How he lived after he died
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| That’s how he lived after he died
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| That’s how he lived after he died
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| That’s how he lived after he died
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| How he lived after he died
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| That’s how he lived after he died
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| He died, he died, he died, he died
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| He died, he died, he died, he died |