| Thought I’d seen the last of you, falling again
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| I’m a roof and I need sun to fit under our dime
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| Thought it was the sky, thought the crack… was…
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| Chips and pain reflecting light, right upon you
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| Thought the water wave was fine
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| Blending in with ice on heavy
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| Out in the woods in the pouring rain
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| Our telephones will never ring
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| Our telephones will never ring
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| Is this the worst place you could be?
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| Stop beneath me, buried deep
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| Hope this wasn’t what you drowned
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| I was up and trying to breath
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| I thought you were the moon
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| Flying sideways like you do
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| Eyes craters small and blue shining brightly
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| Looking simple…
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| Talking in your sleep, saying goodnight!
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| Out in the woods in the pouring rain
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| Our telephones will never ring
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| Our telephones will never ring
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| Out in the woods in the pouring rain
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| Our telephones will never ring
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| Our telephones will never ring
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| I must have fallen on you!
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| I must have fallen on you!
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| I must have fallen on you! |