Tuesday at 2 AM long after you said goodnight
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I put the coffee on, strong and I bought me some time
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The roses you left me were dead on the desk to my right
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A subtle reminder that nothing's designed to survive
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Love overcome is a battle half won
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The view from both sides of the gun
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I'm so afraid to be ready
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To change all these locks
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To disconnect the dots,
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And I just can't take the pain
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Although make no mistake
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'Cause it's time I untied all the knots
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'Cause if there's one thing I know that I'm not
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Well that's a ship in the dock
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The wind's packing up and I'm looking above for a sign
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Your photograph hanging a moment just clinging to life
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But I've seen the top of those trees on the opposite side
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And if the grass isn't greener
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Then I'll know at least that I tried
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Cause I won't let myself live in this world of what ifs
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But it don't get much harder than this
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I'm so afraid to be ready
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To change all these locks
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To disconnect the dots,
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And I just can't take the pain
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Although make no mistake
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'Cause it's time I untied all the knots
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'Cause if there's one thing I know that I'm not
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That's a ship in the dock
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And I'm so afraid to be ready
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To change all these locks
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To disconnect the dots,
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And I just can't take the pain
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Although make no mistake
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'Cause it's time I untied all the knots
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'Cause if there's one thing I know that I'm not
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That's a ship in the dock
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I know what I'm not
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And that's a ship in the dock
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Ship In The Dock
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| Kate Voegele |
