Waking up today, it was cold out
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There's something I should say, but I can't get my head around
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The bends in your brain and your elaborate pain
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Makes me tired
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As an old balloon, I hold my breath
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Like a penance paid too soon, and with too much eagerness
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To know what is true
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When air is changed by you
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Makes it hard
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I don't know where it comes from
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Where to go
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When the rains come
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When the rain put me back
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In the battle
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Where the sea meets the sun
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Where the bones and their rattle
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They don't mean anything to no one
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I, I had a swing
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When my salt was my own
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I'd my teeth bared for battle
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Till love lost made me dull
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It made me dull
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It made me dull
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Put me back in the bottle
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Where the sea meets the sun
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Where the bones and their rattle
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They don't mean anything to no one
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And I had a swing
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When my salt was my own
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I'd my teeth bared for battle
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Till love lost made me dull
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It made me dull
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It made me dull
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Teeth
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| Lisa Hannigan |
