| Dim the lights and draw the curtains
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| This is the end of love
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| Ready all your arguments
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| This is the end of trust
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| Send out all the witnesses
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| Let nobody watch
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| Let there be no more words spilled at the ending of what
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| Was it time we had?
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| Bring me all the evidence
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| The baskets of wild roses
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| The crumpled petals and misshapen heads of reeds and rushes
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| The bodies of the common birds
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| Robins, crows, and thrushes
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| Everything that I have loved and all the light touches
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| While we still have time
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| I watch your eyes pass over me
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| Holding stupidly, everything I wanted you to see
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| In the throes of this divorce
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| In this court proceedings
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| For some reason, my mind was filled with all my softest feelings
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| All the hidden wounded gentle places of my body
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| I wanted to bear my skin to the grass
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| In generosity
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| While we still have time
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| Well everybody’s talking
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| And I know its important and I
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| Should pay attention and I
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| Know its important and I
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| Dim the lights and draw the curtains
|
| This is the end of love
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| Ready all your arguments
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| This is the end of trust
|
| Send out all the witnesses
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| Let nobody watch
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| Let there be no more words spilled at the ending of what |