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The two black spots in your left eye |
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From staring in the sun |
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They follow everywhere you look |
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Like a crosshair on a gun |
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You're lighting one more cigarette |
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The last one of the pack |
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Reflecting on your life a bit |
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But it ain't reflecting back |
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Oh, you should be, you should be doing this |
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You should be, you should be doing this |
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You should be, you should be doing this |
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With somebody you love |
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Scanning purple sunrise |
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Before you crawl to bed |
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And hearing Leonard Cohen sigh |
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Is as deep as it will get |
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The future is like burning time |
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The past abiding steam |
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And the woman that is here tonight |
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Is a stranger with a dream |
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Oh, you should be, you should be doing this |
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You should be, you should be doing this |
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You should be, you should be doing this |
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With somebody you love |
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Oh, you're oversimplifying |
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So often you have pushed away |
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Until a lonely spring |
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Comes tell you certain things |
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There is no use in denying |
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It's so true what they say |
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That when the tide is high |
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You'll jump and frolic and then you'll dive |
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Until it pulls away |
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Well, everyone's at war it seems |
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You need a mini truce |
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And a screw to fix the mantelpiece |
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'Cause it's still hanging loose |
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The last thought of the morning |
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As the crimson turns to grey |
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You put yourself on warning like |
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You're doing every day |
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Oh, you should be, you should be doing this |
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You should be, you should be doing this |
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You should be, you should be doing this |
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With somebody you love |
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Oh, you should be, you should be doing this |
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You should be, you should be doing this |
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You should be, you should be doing this |
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With somebody you love |
