| When you mend the patches of my clothin'
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| You know every thread goes through my heart
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| Guessin' that the river’s gonna dry up
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| Well, I said that’s not the reason why we bard
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| Lookin' 'round the corner where I left you
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| Wonderin' whatever led me there
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| Knowin' that a quiet, unconscious feeling
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| Could be bought to drown a memory anywhere
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| She said, «I don’t want your medicine and I don’t need the sparrow in my heart»
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| When I’m covered by the thunder I get rid of all your breath deep in my lungs
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| Splayed in the wind apart
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| And when I touch the ceiling on a spring day
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| Wishin' it could heed up every crow
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| So that they could lift me by my shoulders
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| Take me from this frozen lake and let you know
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| Just that I want to be your medicine I want to feed the sparrow in your heart
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| When I’m covered by the thunder I’ll get rid of all the breath deep in our lungs
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| Splayed the wind apart
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| Hell I’m still standing 'round the corner where I left you
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| Diggin' up a quite sufficient track
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| Never know when you’re behind that angle with a tranquilizer gun in your sweet
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| pair
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| Oh I want to be your medicine I want to feed the sparrow in your heart
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| When we’re covered by the thunder we’d become just one and feel the lightning
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| shard
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| Splayed the wind apart |