| In the back room is a nun
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| The one that has a team
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| Will they tell me where your heart is?
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| But through the haze, there’s no one there
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| Wonder if you came
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| Called out your name in the dark
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| When I’m done with my time here
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| (???) keeps it true
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| Did the real ways, but I never lie good
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| And I realize now that the room was better
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| In her head, we walked to the grand parade
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| (Chorus)
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| And I don’t mind you disappearing
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| When I know you can be found
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| When you’re living on the dark side of the street
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| We’re just living in the moment
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| Making our path
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| Losing our grasp
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| Through the grand parade, we’re knocked out
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| Sometimes I wait
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| For the cold wind to blow
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| As I struggle with myself right now
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| As I let the darkness in But I don’t mind chasing
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| Through the back ways for the keys
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| It evaporates and fades like a grand parade |