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Room 429
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What you don't understand
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Is where everything's needing
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When all of the signs you see still point to overload
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As you reach out your hand
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A shattered vision's receding
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Like daylights along that lonesome stretch of broken road
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Because you've been to the past
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And it's just a reminder
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A recollection of faces that will never come to call
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When you've cut through the mask
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When you've been through the grinder
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Sometimes you forget that you had ever been there at all
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Up here in Room 429
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The world ain't so unkind
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I wanna take you to that empty room tonight
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In the shadow of doubt
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In the crush of an instant
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Standing in the rain outside your door, hand on my knife
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When you reach a brick wall
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There is still a decision
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Always though if I had to lose I'd surely take you all
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Up here in Room 429
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In a world that's so unkind
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I wanna take you to that empty room tonight
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We'll tell the world outside the door
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That we ain't never coming back no more
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We're gonna stay in here 'till we turn out the night
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The city breathes so softly
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Everything is sleeping
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I am at the window silently watching
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I can see you standing
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Alone against the winter
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I can hear you asking, but the streets, they are not giving
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Don't look to the ocean
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Restless in its dreaming
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Don't look to the heavens for they will tell you nothing
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If living is for learning
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Then dying is forgetting
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Once we have forgotten then we can go on loving
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In a lifetime of hope
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In a second of kindness
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There is never a doubt that we are born and die alone
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From within or without
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There's no way they can find us
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When they knock at the door, the lights are on, but we ain't home
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Up here in Room 429
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The world ain't so u nkind
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I wanna take you to that empty room tonight
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We'll tell the world outside the door
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That we ain't never coming back no more
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We're gonna stay in here 'till we turn out the night
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Room 429
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| STRAPPING YOUNG LAD |
