I'll lie down for the last time
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and fall far, Ill fall well away from her
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And I insist that I'll be dearly missed
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(please, say never)
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I'll pour down like water
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and In between the sky and doubt
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we talked about 'forever'
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all our other useless words.
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Until I say "in his silent sound was the
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peace I found" but she hides behind
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her eyelids. and I feel the breath from
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her nose on my neck as it blows by
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the warmth passes me (like her love did)
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"But a tree once cut down
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came up new from the ground"
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and she smiles a lie, "that may very well be,"
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she replies "and so it goes,
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it's the devil, I suppose but it doesnt matter much to me."
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Put music to our troubles
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and we'll dance them away.
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From my left eye flow tears of joy
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and sorrow from my right.
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"You might seem too strong to surrender,
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boy, but you're far too frail to fight."
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That old dull pain beats in my brain
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and falls down my back into every limb-
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And its more of the same
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as the warmth that I seem to lack,
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you'll neither find in him.
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The Ghost
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| Mewithoutyou (Me Without You) |
