Meet me at the water's edge tonight
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Running out of places to hide
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You say that these are nothing more than words
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But they're all words from old songs
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Junior was a champion dancer
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Mama couldn't make him stay
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If he comes back with both his legs then I'm
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Sure he's gonna dance again
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All this talk of war
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Is it everyday
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Hatred resides in a fitful mind and I
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Don't want to live that way
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You leave between the stepping stones of life
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Be careful not to slip now
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You're too young to die
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Your blood is full of energy
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There's fire in your eyes
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But these people aren't your enemy
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The truth gets disguised
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Junior was top of his class
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Said he'd be a doctor one day
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Bullet in the spine
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Now he's paralyzed
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And he ain't ever gonna walk again
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All this talk of war
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Is it everyday
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Now it's raging inside
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And the bullets are flying
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Can't find a good enough reason why
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So many colors in this world
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And all of them are beautiful
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So many colors in this world
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And all of them are beautiful
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Don't make your mind a prison cell
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Don't make your mind a prison cell
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Don't make your mind a prison cell
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Don't make your mind a prison cell
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You have no right to play god
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You have no right to play god
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So meet me at the water's edge
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Junior
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| Stateless |
