| There’s not a closing bell
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| There’s just an awkward glance
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| The lightning’s a fairy tale
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| It’s really a quiet dance
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| And we cut the tethered earth
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| And float in the empty sky
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| And dance till the daylight hurts
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| And there’s nothing left but goodbye
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| This is the coming of a new kind of love
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| That breaks your heart for good
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| It’s the beginning of the end of your life
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| But you would never know
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| You are the answer to a question I asked
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| In another life
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| If it’s the coming of a new kind of love
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| Why am I terrified?
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| Without you I’m just a man
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| No longer an ancient god
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| A statue that’s turned to sand
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| A stick not a lightning rod
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| Still you just ache in me
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| A fever that will not leave
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| The sap of a dying tree
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| The blade that I can’t retrieve
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| This is the coming of a new kind of love
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| That breaks your heart for good
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| It’s the beginning of the end of your life
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| But you would never know
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| You are the answer to a question I asked
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| In another life
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| If it’s the coming of a new kind of love
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| Why am I terrified? |