Windblown whispers wind naked down the corridor
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Thoughts leavin' my head, they twist through yours
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What will become of these gestures that we made
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I've given up my Bible, you moved out of state
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Wearily waitin' on the wastin' of his days
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A sad son's smoldering soul
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Give you three bucks for your sympathy and another for a cigarette
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The interaction feels so cold
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Oh the songs people will sing for home
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And for the ones that have been gone for too long
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But oh the things people will do for the ones that they love
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We're only here to find the love that lingers after
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The moment
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So kiss me in the back room where the music plays
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I know that it's not over
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But oh the songs people will sing for home
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And for the ones that have been gone for too long
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Oh the things people will do for the ones that they love
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Break down the corridors
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La-da-da, da-da-da da da
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Break down the corridors
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La-da-da, da-da-da da
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Messes that I haven't tried to clean up in a while
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You're in my soul now
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You've gotta waste away with me
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My mind's made up, I'm stayin' here with you
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There's no use knowin'
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Which way the wind is blowin'
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My mind's made up, I'm doin' this, I'm doin' this with you
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There's no use knowin'
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Which way the wind is blowin'
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My mind's made up, I'm doin' this, I'm doin' this
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You're in my soul now
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You've gotta waste away with me
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Coeur D'Alene
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| The Head And The Heart |
