Pierre is walking
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Under a red umbrella
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The clouds look like an animal
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Pierre, you feel so big but then so small
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Every single time she calls you
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You, for you I'm holding on
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Whispers are spreading
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Like miles of winter
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Someone's lonely saxophone
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Strangles him with a lone note
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It makes sure he's dead
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Then it runs home to you
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He says ˇ°for you I am hunting
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You, for you I am haunted
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Me, for me I would be leaving
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But for you I'm holding offˇ±
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Holding off
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Pierre thinks of music
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As the sound of her smile
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On the other side he is waiting
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Pierre, your mind, your heart, and your skin
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Is the only thing that stands between you two
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You should feel the one she names is you
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Through every crack of dawn it's you
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Every note in every song is you
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You should feel she's weaving in
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All of your feathers like the wind
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A breath of forever and again
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Held by you
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For you I'm holding
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You, for you I am haunted
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You, for me I would be going
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You, for you I am holding
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You, I'm holding
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You, I am holding off
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Holding Off
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| Megan Slankard |
