| Something might happen but nothing will be never ending
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| Right from the start I told you I can’t spend the night
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| Forget all the feelings
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| Remember the sessions
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| How we made a connection
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| With the lambs from my dreams looking up at your hands
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| And your hands pointing up at the lights
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| Yeah, there are nights I get terrified
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| I’m sure you get terrified too
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| So hey won’t you show me a sign
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| If I’m getting through to you
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| I’m still pretty into you
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| The bus it rolled up into Franklin at dawn and everything seemed super slo-mo
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| The Waffle House waitress that asked us if we were Pink Floyd
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| Sat in the back of the theater just drinking and talking
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| About movies and Krishna and hardcore and Jesus and joy
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| Yeah there are nights I get terrified
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| I’m sure you get terrified too
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| So hey won’t you show me a sign
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| If I’m getting through to you
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| When the lights come up
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| I can’t see so much
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| I can hear you breathe
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| I can feel almost everything
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| We checked into Methodist
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| We met with some residents
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| They maxed out my medicine
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| And let me back loose again
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| Went to some movie. |
| It was loud dumb and bloody
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| The third act took place in a wormhole
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| The hero ascended to heaven
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| Then we headed home
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| Got blocked at the exits by medics with stretchers
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| Finally they said just forget it
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| The kid that went down isn’t dead
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| He just can’t find his phone
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| Yeah there are nights I get terrified
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| I’m sure you get terrified too
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| So hey won’t you show me a sign
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| If I’m getting through to you
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| I can hear you breathe
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| I can feel almost everything
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| Almost everything |