| I don’t know why you loved me
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| This is all I know
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| My heart is torn from my body
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| My body from my soul
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| And tears will run like water
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| Milk and blood will flow
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| Into silence like a dream
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| Secret and slow
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| You may think this means nothing to me
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| I got my work, and my words, my friends
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| Well it made me nothing, don’t say a word about it
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| Just don’t talk about what you don’t understand
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| Is there a god who looks out for me
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| Who sees my life on the tracks
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| Whistle in the distance
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| My dream’s fading to black
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| Where is the church of my magic
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| My neatly ordered plans
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| What is the song I was singing
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| Before this begin
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| The world should stop and bow its head
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| The winter cry and moan
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| The star should disconnect and fade
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| But don’t say a word about it, just don’t talk about it
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| You may think this means nothing to me
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| I got my work, my words, my friends
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| Well it made me nothing but don’t say a word about it
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| Just don’t talk about what you don’t understand
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| Just don’t talk about it
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| Please don’t talk about it
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| Don’t say a word about it
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| Just don’t say a word about it
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| Just don’t talk about it
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| Please don’t talk about it
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| Don’t say a word about it
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| Even when I’m gone |