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I see the way we coincide |
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And it's nothing more than chance. |
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If I were all for feeling fate, |
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I'd be none for you to trust. |
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So never tell me that I think of you holding on |
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To any solid body sinking me |
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Faith all gone |
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Living is an open sea and the waiting knows my length |
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So silent is a stranger's home where the hour caught me dead. |
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I'll never roll away the weight of you |
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Seems too much |
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I'll never hate the way I wanted to |
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Not enough |
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And so I come borrowing light |
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Some northern shore align |
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And all I'm aiming for |
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The locking in and waiting on |
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Just anything, a dust in the settling |
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Soberly stating the truth |
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I feel you, |
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Relieving the weight and it holds me |
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All too hard |
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Replacing the feeling so soon |
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Chain cloth removed, just like I'm told |
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Believe in all I do |
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And so I come borrowing light |
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Some northern shore align |
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And all I'm aiming for |
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The locking in and waiting on |
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Just anything, a dust in the settling |
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A dust in the settling |
