| Said you’d found a way to end it peacefully
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| I remember finding shoes near the lake under a tree
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| And I’m sittin' on the shore
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| I thought I saw your charm float by
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| It doesn’t matter now
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| Cause all you wanted to do was die, yeah
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| If only you’d stuck around
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| I never would have made a sound
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| But now you’re on the ocean floor
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| And I’ve opened a brand new door
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| Brand new door
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| Swimming out to sea
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| Trying to find something else
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| While I’m skipping stones
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| And I’m listening to the shells
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| And I won’t forget you
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| If someone else comes along
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| I found the words you wrote
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| But I would not dare to quote
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| My friends, the lines you amend
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| Like «What's so bad about dying anyway»
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| Swimming out to sea
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| Trying to find something else
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| While I’m skipping stones
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| And I’m listening to the shells
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| And I won’t forget you
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| If someone else comes along
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| You’ll always come to mind
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| Whenever I hear that song, yeah
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| The one about photographs
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| Sung by Ringo Starr
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| Especially in the chorus part
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| You always said, «Now don’t you start»
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| Don’t you start, yeah yeah
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| Don’t you start
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| Don’t you start |