| You said I had what I came for
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| And the whispers had washed you away
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| Held yourself at the window
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| But the rivers were turning your head
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| You said I had what I came for
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| And the whispers had washed you away
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| Held yourself at the window
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| But the rivers were turning your head
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| After the crash
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| After the crash come the waves
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| And leave you with nothing
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| At least next to nothing
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| You’ve got to give me love
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| You’ve got to give me more
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| Now the echoes are endless
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| Whenever you say it aloud
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| All the whispers are heavy
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| And the whispers they wear you down
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| Stretching far into another night
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| A landscape with no heart
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| And no one sees her above
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| Oh there’s nothing more to it now
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| Put aside and forgotten
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| Barely left alive
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| And forgotten too far gone to see you
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| And her eyes are too far gone to know
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| And her eyes are too far gone to know |