| Oh I came in on bending knee
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| It wasn’t hard to fall for me
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| You stood beneath the burning tree
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| And hoped to rescue leaves
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| I figured it’s the things I’ve done
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| Something ‘bout the man that I’ve become
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| Hey look at all the hearts we’ve won
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| These restless little thieves
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| I shiver through the words I’ve said
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| They’re warmer than the ones that never left my head
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| I’ve made an ocean of this bed
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| And now I bet you’d starve to roll through it
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| Well you can let your arrows sing
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| I’ve never met a man of iron skin but you know
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| Archers never make good kings
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| Fly head first into everything now ooh
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| I settled into heart and soul
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| Sell the only thing that I could never own
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| We fell into these arms but now
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| We will risk our limbs to find out who we are
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| Well I can try to get you closer but
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| I know you’d break your neck just to see the stars
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| And if we don’t dare to hold it
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| Then this reckless wandering love was never ours
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| Archers never make good kings
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| Fly head first into everything now ooh
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| I came in on bending knee |