She looks out her window
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And the stars don't feel that far away
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She watches the wind blow
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Blowing all her problems away
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But then she'll ask, as she cleans up the glass
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"Is this the line?
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Is this the line?
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Is this the line between heaven and hell?
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Is this the line where I get up and walk out?
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Is this the line where you get drunk you yell?"
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She fixes her make-up
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Treading lightly on the floor
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Hoping he won't wake up
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As she makes her way towards the door
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But then she'll say, as she waves him away
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"Is this the line?
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Is this the line?
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Is this the line between heaven and hell?
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Is this the line where I get up and walk out?
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Is this the line where you get drunk you yell?"
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She says "I've lived my life like a diamond
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Bright and hard like a diamond"
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She says "I've lived my life like a diamond
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Bright and hard like a diamond"
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The Line
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| Noah And The Whale |
