Everything you'd live and die for
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Reasons leading you through here
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Perished matriarchal bonds
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Failing innocence of love
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When the world beckons your approach
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It swallows you whole
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You'll believe what you're led to believe
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In the hands of ghosts we're never responsible
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Wait to see what you're meant to see
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The veil lifts when you expose your soul
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Pray'd I would leave this place someday
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Joined to alarm from long ago now unconcerned
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Euphorically floating upon wax wings where is the sun?
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I still see her face; her beauty, her grace
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Transfixed like a light in front of me
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It follows my soul
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And swallows me whole
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You'll believe what you're led to believe
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In the hands of ghosts we're never responsible
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Wait to see what you're meant to see
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The veil lifts when you expose your soul
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Left, right, left, right...
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His branches reached so far before
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His leaves were bold extremities with great control
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Wasted along; he died alone
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You'll believe what you're led to believe
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In the hands of ghosts we're never responsible
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Wait to see what you're meant to see
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The veil lifts when you expose your soul
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She's inanimate, bloodless elegance
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Fatal fascination breeds a bloom of misery
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Helpless hiding tongues, bathed in revulsion
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Here lies possibility wilting premature
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But the right hand hates the left and the sea's upset with the sky
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So we press on in spite of the spite
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Happiness is a knife when the worlds on its side and your minds on fire
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Trying to find the trouble with the trouble I've found
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Begging my god to make the wheels go round
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Eat so much but I never get full
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Earth opened up and swallowed us whole
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The Lake & The River
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| The Dear Hunter |
