| Yeah
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| You’ve gone from perfect to divine
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| You’ve gone from perfect to divine
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| You’ve gone from perfect to divine
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| You’ve gone from perfect to divine
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| You’ve gone from perfect to divine
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| You’ve gone from perfect to divine
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| I said
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| Time heals
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| And time forgets
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| Your pots, pans, your garbage
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| And all of your photographs
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| Have been thrown out into the street
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| And I stood back in shock
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| ‘Cause now your shit
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| It just looked so lost without you
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| I broke a window
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| Busted your steering lock
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| And I cleared out of town
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| Without you
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| I said that time heals
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| And time forgets
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| But time arrived at motel ceiling fans
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| That just hang there above
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| Your empty head
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| After the rent is paid
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| And your heart’s gone dead
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| Your friends have gone
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| You have a hunted face
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| Outside the heaving fields
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| Are draped as heavy as lead
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| Where the dead wood aches
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| For reprieve from a fate
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| That seems so fleeting at a distance
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| 'til that distance is tamed
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| I tell you, time does not heal
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| And it don’t forget, no
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| It just drowns you when you’re thirsty and you’re lame
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| It’s when you kneel to drink the water
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| And the water is flame
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| It is flame
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| Time heals
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| And time forgets
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| It’s doing fine without you
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| Your radiator still overheats
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| And now your starter motor
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| Just refuses to turn
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| I tell you nothing’s really changed
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| But I am not the same
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| And you take
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| Up all my time
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| Yeah you take
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| Up all my time
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| You’ve gone from perfect to divine
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| You’ve gone from perfect to divine
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| You’ve gone from perfect to divine
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| You’ve gone from perfect to divine
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| You’ve gone from perfect to divine
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| You’ve gone from perfect to divine
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| I never understood
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| Although you tried
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| You tried to explain
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| While you were alive
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| What had turned the face I’d loved
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| Into a stranger’s
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| I’m staring up into
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| A perfect night
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| Everything is so wrong
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| But the time is right
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| And for the first time now
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| I’m looking right at you
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| I am here now
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| And it does not have a name
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| It’s where you kneel to drink the water
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| And the water is flame
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| Yeah, it is flame
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| Flame |