And even after we all collapse in laughter
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and all the perfume passes from hands to tapered glasses,
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we're still stuck in suits and dresses --
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loosened ties and glassy eyes and
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I don't think we'll move again till fall.
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Through nervous chattering
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I'm wondering if you can see
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the lie I'm peddling.
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The lie I am peddling.
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"Come on, it's only a moment!"
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"It's only a garrison for islet defenses."
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Well, you sift through my pretenses and
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I'll wake up when it's necessary.
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And think, while you are calling bluffs
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that maybe this isn't love I'm after,
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cause that is not enough,
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and that is not enough.
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Cause I've seen love
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that fills up paper cups.
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It can make you sing,
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but it cannot quench the silence.
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Only God Can Save Us
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| After The Sirens |
