| I was cleaning the ash from the fire
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| And putting the party away
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| Helping out all of my lost friends
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| To see the light of day
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| I’m feeling the wind through the window
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| Sometimes you crash through the wall
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| Seems like it comes out of nowhere
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| There’s no warning at all
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| Sometimes a river, sometimes a river runs high
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| Sometimes a river, sometimes a river runs dry
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| I was making my way through a movie
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| And finding it hard to decide
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| Sometimes it comes without warning
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| It turns me over inside
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| I’m making a stab in the darkness
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| But you’re wearing a hole in the floor
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| Suddenly everything changes
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| You’re not the same as before
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| Sometimes a river, sometimes a river runs high
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| Sometimes a river, sometimes a river runs dry
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| You danced in my dream in a white dress
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| I watched from the top of the stairs
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| I woke up looking to find you
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| But you were not there
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| Seventeen hours of driving
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| But that’s not a surprise
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| The world’s all heavy with traffic
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| We never were good at goodbyes
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| No we never were no good at goodbyes
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| transposed by: TheDreadfulGreat |