(Malcolm Holcombe)
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I've heard misfortune blossoms
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And wasted ways before me by the cause
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Of giving someone time enough for spending
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Love only borrowed
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I've placed myself at ease
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Listening to the lies and self-belief
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Of wanting something close enough for keeping
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A far cry from here
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But I believe in wasting years
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To speaking of the deer who has been spared
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Innocence so near
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A far cry from here
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Even still, the night's passing
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Behind a heart, an emptiness still follows
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The distance stands the swallow's heart from lending me
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Love only borrowed
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But I believe in wasting years
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To speaking of the deer who has been spared
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Innocence so near
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A far cry from here
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Some are sad of truly knowing
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There's belonging in just longing for someone
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My shoulder rests a road I only follow
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Love only borrowed
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But I believe in wasting years
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To speaking of the deer who has been spared
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Innocence so near
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A far cry from here
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A far cry from here
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A far cry from here
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A Far Cry From Here
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| Danni Leigh |
