| Just like a dream fading like a photograph in the rain
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| You’re just the pieces I’m picking up
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| Down on my knees you broke my bones into summer dust
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| You’re just the pieces I’m picking up
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| Let it go, a wave out a window
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| So far, so good, it’s all over so
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| Let it go
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| Nothing’s beautiful face down, floating up at the beach house
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| Just like a dream you were lying naked in the empty street
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| You’re just the pieces I’m picking up
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| Under my sleeves you crashed my car in the pouring rain
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| You’re just the pieces I’m picking up
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| Let it go, a wave out a window
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| So far, so good, it’s all over so
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| Let it go
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| Nothing’s beautiful face down, floating up at the beach house
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| When you were gone, I went to the window
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| So far, so good, it’s all over so
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| Moving on
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| Nothing’s beautiful face down, floating up at the beach house
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| I’m picking up on every little thing
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| No I won’t hold it against you
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| Just take a look at me
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| It will be the last time that I let you
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| Let it go, a wave out a window
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| So far, so good, it’s all over so
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| Let it go
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| Nothing’s beautiful face down, floating up at the beach house
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| When you were gone, I went to the window
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| So far, so good, it’s all over so
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| Moving on
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| Nothing’s beautiful face down, floating up at the beach house |