| Say goodnight, the pinhold flag unfurls
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| Against the sky, a tiny hand uncurls
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| A mouth resigns it’s smile
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| 'Cause I could always get a grin free from you child
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| I was once your mother’s friend
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| Say goodnight, we’ve passed a happy ending
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| Close your eyes, and dream of us pretending
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| The cards always hold, the tall sail waves wild
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| And try to mutany against this child
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| I was once your mother’s friend
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| Those dizzying heights, those crayons and kites
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| You hanging on sleeves, and pocketing leaves
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| Little things I can’t let go
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| A million things that kill me slowly
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| Say goodnight, though you don’t recognize my face
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| There was a time, when you went limp in my embrace for awhile
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| We though those days would never end, oh child
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| I was once your mother’s friend
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| Say goodnight. |
| Say goodnight. |
| Say goodnight
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| And I’ll say goodbye |