In my heart lies a dancer
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And it glorified the rain
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From the temple of water
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To the reason for my pain
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There¡¯s a price to kind us
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There¡¯s a bridge I¡¯ve yet to cross
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Where the temple of silence
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Is the reason we get lost
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And find me a partner
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That can stand the way I shame
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On the past of my frame book
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From the laughter to the lake
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Oh, I try to be clever
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Oh, I try to be good
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But I messed up the secret
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That I always knew I would
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There was there on the carpet
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There was freedom in the smile
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Of the one I chased after
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Oh, it sat there all the while.
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And I don¡¯t claim to be more
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That I ever have been
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But that night I was bad nursed,
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But that night I was afraid.
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Oh, that night I was madness,
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Oh, that night I was shame.
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So, you will change today
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The lights you so frequently cover will begin to shine again
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The pathways you trapped so blindly will start their purpose, or disappear
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The drastic decisiveness that you must learn to inherit will make its first cautious journey
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Upwards, into your inverted perception circle. I would like to be your friend.
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Life, a gift you so often swander is precious as it has always been
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And faith, that I hidden, still sits above your head.
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So pull back the morphine curtains, go wash and purge those demons clean.
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Today is the first day, as they have always been.
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And today, dear you, you will begin to love yourself with joy.
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Oh, stay near my baby,
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I know I¡¯m not an easy ride.
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But I¡¯d do everything,
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To keep you,
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To keep you by my side.
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I may not yet have found the one,
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May spend my whole life tryin¡¯ to run,
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But I can¡¯t let the good thing die
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I¡¯m gonna fight for you tonight.
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Oh, stay near my baby,
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I know I¡¯m not an easy ride.
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But I¡¯d do everything,
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To keep you,
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To keep you by my side.
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Up On The Ride
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| Guillemots |
