I run my desperate trembling hands
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Along the floor were you once walked
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Fighting tears that come from loss
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I brave the rooms where we once talked
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You took a part of me I never can reclaim
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Your spirit's in my heart
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But you know it's not the same
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Straining to beat this blur of tears
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Swollen eyes beg for my dead friend
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Reminiscing with a photograph
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Drives home (that) what was won't be again
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I will to guarantee my reason will prevail
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Pain breeds the need for make believe
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To soothe a heart that's fail
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Like a wind-up clock left in the rain
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Like a candle burns away its light
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We all suffer at death's door
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As surely as day turns into night
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I drop down to my knees and plead with the sky
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Of course it does no good
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But i'll give anything a try
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Gazing,thinking,standing on a cliff
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That guards the blue-green of the sea
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I accept the blueprint of the world,that
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All must pass away that's come to be
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You meant so much to me
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That's why there's all this pain
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So much improved from our exchange
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It will never be same
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Like a wind-up clock left in the rain
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Like a candle burns away its light
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We all suffer at death's door
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As surely as day turns into night
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Like a wind-up clock left in the rain
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Like a candle burns away its light
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We all suffer at death's door
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We all suffer loss...
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As surely day changes into night
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[Music: B.Cline, P.Craddick]
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[Lyrics: P.Craddick]
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At Death's Door
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| Enchant |
