| All of the water seeped up
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| Carrying sickness creeped up
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| While you were sleeping, sleeping
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| You woke in a sea of dark liquid
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| Tell me a story
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| How time will pass how sorrow slid
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| Down the hands that held you
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| Into the truth you know we hid
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| And we hid
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| Into the truth you know we hid
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| (Into the truth you know we hid)
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| The sound of longing
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| Pouring out your mouth, we’re drowning
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| The sound of longing
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| Pouring out your mouth, we’re drowning
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| Now may your breath bring autumn
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| And may your health beseed the spring
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| Now may you rest a long one
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| For in your death will heaven bring
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| Tell me a story
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| How time will pass how sorrow slid
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| Down the hands that held you
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| Into the truth you know we hid
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| And we hid
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| Into the truth you know we hid
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| (Into the truth you know)
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| The sound of longing
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| Pouring out your mouth, we’re drowning
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| The sound of longing
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| Pouring out your mouth, we’re drowning
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| The sound of longing
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| Pouring out your mouth, we’re drowning
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| The sound of longing
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| Pouring out your mouth, we’re drowning
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| Run until the tears run dry
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| 'Til you cannot breathe
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| O’er the hills where I
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| Too someday will leave |