I want something
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That's purer than the water
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Like we were
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It's not there now
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Ineloquence and anger
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Are all we have
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Like Saturn's rings
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An icy loop around me
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Too hard to hold
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Lash out first
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At all the things we don't like
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Or understand
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And it's beginning to get to me
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That I know more of the stars and sea
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Than I do of what's in your head
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Barely touching in our cold bed
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Are you beginning to get get my point
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They're always fighting with aching joints
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It's doing nothing but tire us out
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No one knows what this fight's about
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The answer phone
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The lonely sound of your voice
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Frozen in time
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I only need
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The compass that you gave me
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To guide me on
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And it's beginning to get to me
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That I know more of the stars and sea
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Than I do of what's in your head
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Barely touching in our cold bed
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Are you beginning to get get my point
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They're always fighting with aching joints
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It's doing nothing but tire us out
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No one knows what this fight's about
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It's so thrilling but also wrong
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Don't have to prove that you are so strong
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Cos I can carry you on my back
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After our enemies attack
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I tried to tell you before I left
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But I was screaming under my breath
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You are the only thing that makes sense
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Just ignore all this present tense
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We need to feel breathless with love
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And not collapse under its weight
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I'm gasping for the air to fill
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My lungs with everything I've lost
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We need to feel breathless with love
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And not collapse under its weight
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I'm gasping for the air to fill
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My lungs with everything I've lost
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It`s Beginning To Get To Me
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| Snow Patrol |
