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A pair of dog tags you called sympathy |
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Hung like a cross around your neck |
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On tired streets you sermoned tirelessly |
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For the crowds that gathered in your head |
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No one seems to notice as they pass |
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Battering rams can't break through the glass |
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You said you can't keep on running forever |
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Love is the only forever |
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You're sure they'll come around someday '73 black leather bomber coat |
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Draped like a cassock across your chest |
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On stormy nights sometimes |
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I'd stop and you would smile |
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And swear the rain don't get us wet |
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No one seems to notice as they pass |
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Battering rams can't break through the glass |
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You said you can't keep on running forever |
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Love is the only forever |
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You're sure they'll come around someday |
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But no one ever came around |
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Those pretty words they let you down |
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And the last time |
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I went by |
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The only thing that |
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I could find |
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Was a beat up cardboard sign that said love will save us all |
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You had this grin that you called honesty |
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Smelled more like liquor on your breath |
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In a moment of clarity you said freedom's just worth dying for |
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If you've got none to live for left |
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No one seems to notice as they pass |
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Battering rams can't break through the glass |
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You said you can't keep on running forever |
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Love is the only forever |
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You're sure they'll come around someday |