| Well, he jumps in a taxi headed for the sky
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| He’s off to slay some demon dragonflies
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| And he looks at me that long last time
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| Turns away again and I waved goodbye
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| In an envelope inside his coat
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| Is the chain I wore around my throat
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| Along with a note I wrote
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| It says I love you but I don’t even know why
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| Darlin' I wish you well
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| On your way to the wishin' well
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| Swingin' off of those gates of hell
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| But I can tell how hard you’re tryin'
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| I just have this secret hope
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| And sometimes all we do is cope
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| That somewhere on the steepest slope
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| There’s an endless rope and nobody’s cryin'
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| Well, a long night turns into a couple long years
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| And we walkin' around with this trail of tears
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| In the the very loud voices of my own fears
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| Are ringin' and ringin' in my ear
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| It says that love is long gone
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| Every move I make is all wrong
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| Says you never gave the damn for me
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| For anythin', for anyone
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| Darlin' I wish you well
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| On your way to the wishin' well
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| Swingin' off of those gates of hell
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| But I can tell how hard you’re tryin'
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| I just have this secret hope
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| And sometimes all we do is cope
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| That somewhere on the steepest slope
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| There’s an endless rope and nobody’s cryin'
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| May you dream you are dreamin', in a warm soft bed
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| And may the voices inside you that fill you with dread
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| Make the sounds of thousands of angels instead
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| Tonight where you might be layin' your head
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| I wish you well
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| On your way to the wishin' well
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| Swingin' off of those gates of hell
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| But I can tell how hard you’re tryin'
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| I just have this secret hope
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| And sometimes all we do is cope
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| That somewhere on the steepest slope
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| There’ll be an endless rope and nobody’s cryin'
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| Nobody’s cryin', nobody’s cryin' |