If you wipe the slate
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let me start again from this moment on
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We've been through this before
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every single time that i thought you had gone
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Well I'm out of reserve
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I'm out of my wherewithal,
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but when the moment comes
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when I've got nothing left
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I find I've got it all
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see what I know
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I can't always believe
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a poison kiss
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can taste like a reprieve
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and once again, i'm caught up from the evenfall.
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I know it's late
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I'm never in this frame of mind any earlier
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I can judge the hour by
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how much of what I see
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is no more than a blur
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Well I'm down on my knees
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looking for some kind of antidote
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When that moment comes
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I keep one thing in mind that keeps my head afloat
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What I believe
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ain't always what I feel
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another chance can sting like naked steel
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and once again I'm caught up from the evenfall
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It's a mystery can't you see
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why you'd still be here with me
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I don't need no guarantee
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but don't even turn from me
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don't ever turn me away.
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Evenfall
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| Michael Penn |
