| I was holding my breath
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| When the tightrope walker slipped into the moon glow
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| Saying all my children, follow me
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| MAYBE IT’S TIME TO GO
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| You can be cruel when you’re wise
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| You can be wise when you’re blue
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| And baby, if I have
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| Then I have for you
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| Bribing the jury to keep me in jail
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| Singing tea for the tiller man
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| And although I lie fantastically
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| This woman knows of my history
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| IT’S A MIRACLE I CAN SEE
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| You can be wrong when you’re right
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| Even when you’re right on cue
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| And if I die tonight
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| Then I die for you
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| All I know is they call me son
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| Great grandson and grandson
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| Great uncles and some relatives
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| That judge what I have done
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| Gonna make it right by you
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| Even if it’s all I do
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| And if it’s all I do
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| Then I do it for you
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| People have raised a whole lotta hell
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| About the water in the windmill
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| And although I stab chaotically
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| IT HURTS NO ONE BUT ME
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| EVEN THE DARKNESS HAS ARMS
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| But they ain’t got you
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| And baby, I have it
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| And I have you, too
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| And the light in the window
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| To pass the night through
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| Maybe so uncertain
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| But what can I do
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| Keeping it on
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| Keeping it on
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| And I know I like it
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| But what does that prove
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| Sometimes I worry I don’t know how to love you
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| I bring to you with reverent hand
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| All the books and the lullabies
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| The kind woman that my passion wore
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| Like the shoreline wears the tides
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| Maybe the water went dry
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| Keeping an eye on you
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| And with an eye on you
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| IT COULD DROWN ME, TOO
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| People have raised a whole lotta hell
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| About the water in the windmill
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| And although I stab chaotically
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| I swore an oath on my history
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| IT’S A MIRACLE I CAN SEE
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| EVEN THE DARKNESS HAS ARMS
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| But they ain’t got you
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| And baby, I have it
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| And I have you, too
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| And the light in the window
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| To pass the night through
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| Maybe so uncertain
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| But what can I do
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| Keeping it on
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| Keeping it on
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| And I know I like it
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| But what does that prove
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| Sometimes I worry I don’t know how to love you |