| Then the quiet came
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| The bad thing
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| The very sad thing
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| Shouldering the blame
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| But it’s not easier
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| I don’t believe ya'
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| As I face the pain of heartbreaking and losing
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| Friend
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| Then the quiet came
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| The weather changed
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| And the water washed us clean away
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| Ooohhh
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| Absence makes the heart grow colder
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| You’ll forget me soon
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| I picture myself getting older
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| But it’s not with you
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| Then the quiet came
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| I’m alone again
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| With a piano in a basement
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| Paper in the stain
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| You couldn’t take me
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| I wasn’t happy
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| And the time we spent
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| Came to an end when I came to
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| Then the quiet came
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| After the drive-by
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| I didn’t realise that i’d be pushed off my roof
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| Off my friends
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| Off my life
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| Off my house
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| Off my city
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| Off my home
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| But it’s still better than me and you
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| Ooohhh
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| Absence makes the heart grow colder
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| You’ll forget me soon
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| I picture myself getting older
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| But it’s not with you
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| Ooohhh
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| Ooohhh
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| Absence makes the heart grow colder
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| You’ll forget me soon
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| I picture myself getting older
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| But it’s not with you
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| Absence makes the heart grow colder
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| You’ll forget me soon
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| When I picture myself getting older
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| Though it’s not with you |