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I'll keep it with me,On that eighteen hour drive,The sound of your morningsThe beat of my storyAs fragile as we areAnd alive like us tooI'd say you're..
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I'm such a shade of yellowThat you don't need to be a manWhen did it get so crowded?I was holding both your handsYou said you had a dream last nightBu..
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What she carries, thereIn the pockets of her shoesAnd that locketThat she stopped wearing last weekBecause the chain snappedThe same day thatShe said ..
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You’re there now, near Canada.And I think it must be cold, too.I think the weather made you cold and hard,And it emptied you, andNow you’r..
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I know that you’ve stopped.You’ve started too.It’s like your life was huge,A 1000 piece puzzle,And then you mixed that puzzleWith an..
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I know that you've stopped, but you've startedYou're a puzzle, but not so clicheThere are so many pieces, they mostly don't fitThat's why you throw th..
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After he throws his last cigarette off the bridgeAnd she smiles because she shouldThey go down to the dark water in the dark and she stays on the rock..
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If you go down like that,With your hair fanned out around your faceBlack knuckles and blue knucklesScreaming, "Oh, god this is beautiful!"Without fear..
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Take me to the blackest part of the nightI want to walk on glass, through trees, in themAnd throw me at your dogs, your meanest nightmaresI'm poised, ..
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And you were brilliant, I was intrigued.You were sure, I was uncertain.You were real, I pretended.And then, through you, I became real too.And through..
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