Time no good
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Wisdom no good
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Patience no good
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To me any more
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Now night has fallen on the stair
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Some things you do you can never repair
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Seems I'm always pretending
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Things aren't there when they are
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And the leaves are nearly off the trees
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The traffic thick past yellow windows
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And I'm lost inside the frozen headlights
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Thinking of you
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And the trees are looking like bones
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And the afternoon's filled with storm and rain
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I'm staring out of this metal train
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Thinking of you
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And the trees are looking like bones
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The afternoon filled with rain and storm
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And I'm tangled up in memory's thorns
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No way through
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Trees like bones, yellow windows
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Memories thorns, oh and you
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Wisdom
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| David Gray |
