The prettiest thing
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I ever did see
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Was lightening from the top of a cloud
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Moving through the dark a million miles an hour
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With somewhere to be
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So why does it seem
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Like a picture
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Hanging up on someone else's wall
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Lately I haven't been myself at all
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It's heavy on my mind
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I'm dreaming again
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Like I've always been
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And way down low
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I know
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The prettiest thing
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I ever did see
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Was dusty as the handle on the door
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Rusty as a nail stuck in the old pine floor
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Looks like home to me
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I'm dreaming again
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Like I've always been
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And way down low
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I'm thinkin' of the prettiest thing
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The Prettiest Thing
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| Norah Jones |
