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So soon, |
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just after you've gone |
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my senses sharpen |
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But it always takes |
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so damned long |
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before I feel how much |
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my eyes have darkened |
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Fear hangs a plane of gunsmoke |
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drifting in our room |
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so easy to disturb |
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with a thought |
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with a whisper... |
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with a careless memory |
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On the table |
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signs of love lie scattered... |
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and the walls break |
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with a crashing within |
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It's not as though-- |
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as though you really mattered |
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But being close, |
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how could I let you go |
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without some feeling |
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some precious sympathy following |
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Fear hangs a plane of gunsmoke |
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drifting in our room |
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so easy to disturb |
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with a thought |
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with a whisper... |
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with a careless memory |
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I walk out into the sun |
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I try to find a new day |
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but the whole place |
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it just screams in my eyes |
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where are you now? |
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cuz I don't want to meet you |
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I think I'd die-- |
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I think I'd laugh at you-- |
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I think I'd cry-- |
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What am I supposed to do, |
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follow you? |
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Outside the thoughts |
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come flooding back now... |
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I just try to forget you... |
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So easy to disturb |
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with a thought... |
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with a whisper... |
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with a careless memory... |
