| This is the clock upon the wall
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| This is the story of us all
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| This is the first sound of a newborn child,
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| Before he starts to crawl
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| This is the war that’s never won
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| This is a soldier and his gun
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| This is the mother waiting by the phone,
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| Praying for her son
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| Pictures of you, pictures of me
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| Hung upon your wall for the world to see
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| Pictures of you, pictures of me
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| Remind us all of what we used to be
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| There is a drug that cures it all
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| Blocked by the governmental wall
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| We are the scientists inside the lab,
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| Just waiting for the call
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| This earthquake weather has got me shaking inside
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| I’m high up and dry
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| Pictures of you, pictures of me
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| Hung upon your wall for the world to see
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| Pictures of you, pictures of me
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| Remind us all of what we used to be
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| Confess to me, every secret moment
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| Every stolen promise you believed
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| Confess to me, all that lies between us
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| All that lies between you and me
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| We are the boxers in the ring
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| We are the bells that never sing
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| There is a title we can’t win no matter
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| How hard we might swing
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| Pictures of you, pictures of me
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| Hung upon your wall for the world to see
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| Pictures of you, pictures of me
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| Remind us all of what we could have been
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| Pictures of you, pictures of me
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| Hung upon your wall for the world to see
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| Pictures of you, pictures of me
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| Remind us all of what we could have been
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| Could have been
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| Could have been
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| We could have been
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| Pictures of you, pictures of me
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| Remind us all of what we could have been
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| Could have been |