I'm coming up only to hold you under
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I'm coming up only to show you wrong
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And to know you is hard and we wonder
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To know you all wrong, we were
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Really too late to call, so we wait for
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Morning to wake you; it's all we got
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To know me as hardly golden
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Is to know me all wrong, they were
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At every occasion I'll be ready for a funeral
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At every occasion once more is called a funeral
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Every occasion I'm ready for the funeral
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At every occasion one brilliant day funeral
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I'm coming up only to show you down for
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I'm coming up only to show you wrong
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To the outside, the dead leaves, they all blow
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For'e they died had trees to hang their hope
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At every occasion I'll be ready for the funeral
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At every occasion once more is called the funeral
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At every occasion I'm ready for the funeral
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At every occasion one brilliant day funeral
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The Funeral
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| Serena Ryder |
