| We’ve been alone so long
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| Together we can see what’s really wrong
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| The meaning always lies somewhere that’s right between the lines
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| Every passing night
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| There’s less and less for you and me to try
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| The past can show us where there’s nothing more than time will tell
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| What’s fallen down between us, waking up to find
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| We’re still tripping on what we have left behind
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| All we lived through along our way
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| Taught me that’s there nothing here, to stay
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| We’re just wasting precious time; |
| a change will help my frame of mind
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| What’s fallen down between us, waking up to find
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| We’re still tripping on what we have left behind
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| We share the same old lives
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| But neither of us stop to see the signs
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| To show us what we haven’t done
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| But still we struggle on and on
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| What’s fallen down between us, waking up to find
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| We’re still tripping on what we have left behind |