He was so kind, such a gentleman tied to the oceanside
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Lighting a match on the suitcase's latch in the fading of night
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Ruffle the fur of the collie 'neath the table
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Ran out the door through the dark
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Carved out his initials in the bark
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Then the Earth shook, that was all that it took for the dream to break
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All the loose ends would surround me again in the shape of your face
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What makes me love you despite the reservations?
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What do I see in your eyes
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Besides my reflection hanging high?
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Are you off somewhere reciting incantations?
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Sim sala bim on your tongue
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Carving off the hair of someone's young
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Remember when you had me cut your hair?
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Call me Delilah then I wouldn't care
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Sim Sala Bim
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| Fleet Foxes |
