I take decaf coffee
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Two sugars and one cream
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I don't see the use in staying up
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Just to watch tv
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I unplug all the neon
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Turn the ringer off the phone
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Throw my thoughts like tomahawks
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Into this world which I disown
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Because the pillow that i dream on
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Is the threshold of a kingdom
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Is the threshold of a world
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Where I'm with you
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Its a dark and snowy secret
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And it has to do with heaven
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And what looks like sleep
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Is really hot pursuit
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I hold your picture in my mind
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It makes me warm when I'm cold
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It gets me up, it makes me walk
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It makes me question what I'm told
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Somewhere in a foggy atlas
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Lookout mountain, lookout sea
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First life takes time, then time takes life
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Now the next move's up to me
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Because the pillow that I dream on
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Leads to some fantastic glory
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It's a threshold of a world
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I can't ignore
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Like time on school from heaven(?)
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Did you find me sleeping in your doorway
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Now I'm here for good
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I won't leave you anymore
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My Pillow is The Threshold
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| Silver Jews |
