| I’m on the corner
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| Of hope, fear and desire
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| I’m some of what I’ve done
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| Which is to say I’m really no one
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| Show me the evidence
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| (Hoo, hoo, ah, hoo, hoo, ah)
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| 'Cause I can’t see what you can sense
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| (Hoo, hoo, ah, hoo, hoo, ah)
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| This old jukebox is busted
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| I’m too tired to be trusted
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| Better sing yourself to sleep
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| Ha, ah, ha, ah, ha, ah, ha
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| I am your charlatan
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| (Hoo, hoo, ah, hoo, hoo, ah)
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| To a mirror, to my following
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| (Hoo, hoo, ah, hoo, hoo, ah)
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| I’ll still be ringing in your ears
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| Long after every coast is clear
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| And all the lights are low
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| We all muddy the water, oh
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| To make it seem less shallow
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| If our grief grows like a shadow
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| And in the morning, that’s alright
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| We need the dark to know the light
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| I am the color of forgiveness
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| I am the shape of what is wrong
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| Time, our likely hero
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| Always there but never here
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| Oh, just sits waiting for himself
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| We all muddy the water, oh
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| To make it seem less shallow
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| If our grief grows like a shadow
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| And in the morning, that’s alright
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| We need the dark to know the light
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| We all muddy the water, oh
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| To make it seem less shallow
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| If our grief grows like a shadow
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| And in the morning, that’s alright
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| We need the dark to know the light
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| We need the dark to know the light
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| (We need the dark to know the light)
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| We need the dark to know the light
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| (We need the dark to know the light)
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| (We need the dark to know the light) |