| We lit the match, dropped it and waited
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| Just to see how beautiful,
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| and painful it could be It’s funny how clear,
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| your eyes get from crying
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| It’s funny how clean, your life gets from dying.
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| You know your sleeves are long,
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| waiting on an answer
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| all we want is shelter
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| from the times that bring us down.
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| You know your sleeves are long,
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| waiting on an answer
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| just to be protected
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| from the doubt thats in our heart
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| Been at the bottom, soared to the sun
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| Just to see how beautiful
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| and painful it could be Wings that were ours, broken from trying
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| Wings that were ours, melted from flying
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| You know your sleeves are long,
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| waiting on an answer
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| all we want is shelter
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| from the times that bring us down.
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| You know your sleeves are long,
|
| waiting on an answer
|
| just to be protected
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| from the doubt thats in our heart
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| You know your sleeves are long,
|
| waiting on an answer
|
| all we want is shelter
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| from the times that bring us down.
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| You know your sleeves are long,
|
| waiting on an answer
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| just to be protected
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| from the doubt thats in our heart |