| Step to my door, I leave it inside
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| Windows hang bare, gone with it all night
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| By chance we meet, I couldn’t miss, oh, but it takes a lot
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| Reminders just free care to the living
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| All of one and I
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| So many miles to go, ah, don’t remind me
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| I trip on what I see, what do you mean
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| It’s all I been to keep on, I divide on to
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| A seemingly I’m out of line hesitation
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| But I don’t mind, it’s all I do
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| Stray over these alone, ah, but a long time
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| To further require we don’t, ah, but it’s all mine
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| The stairs we climb, the thanks we need still only sometimes
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| And wait until all enemy it’s small change
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| All of one and I
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| In search of and honest try to carry home
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| I still miss the cross eyed poems, so unknown
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| It’s all I been to keep on, I divide onto
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| A seemingly I’m out of line hesitation
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| But I don’t mind, it’s all I do |