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You dropped your marbles on the floor |
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It all came crashing down at my feet |
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I've seen it all before |
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In a different city - different street |
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But something about you made me look again |
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Maybe I recognized myself in the fall |
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What are the odds two strangers should meet |
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And find that they weren't strangers at all? |
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Eyes may close and lungs may cease to breathe |
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Music may stop and everybody leave |
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But we are neverending |
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You swang an axe at my core |
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And I came crashing down at your feet |
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I've been burned before |
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In a different fire - different heat |
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I saw something dancing in the flames |
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Maybe I recognized myself in your glow |
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What are the odds it should take a blade |
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To teach a forrest how to grow? |
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Eyes may close and lungs may cease to breathe |
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Music may stop and everybody leave |
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But we are neverending |
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Earth may burn - mountains may fall into the sea |
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Life is a sentence - love will break us free |
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We are neverending |
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Eyes may close and lungs may cease to breathe |
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We are neverending |
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Music may stop and everybody leave |
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But we are neverending |
