Awake without warning
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The black of the morning
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All shimmery jewels
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From the voice of a fool
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Echoes through the halls
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Of the building
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He built in her place
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He'll shake through the winter
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And dream of her mister
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The picture he drew her
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Resembled her sister
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Oh how the wind
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Can pull you in
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Or push you away
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You'll move like a tiger
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Into the thicket
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Claws in the dirt
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You'll sing like a cricket
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Song of the mystery
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Song of the system
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Song for the guilty
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Song for the living
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Song for the dead
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A comma of silence
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Relieves all the violence
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You've dragged into bed
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With the sheets soaking red
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It's a glimmer of light
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Through a prism
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That's calling a truce
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With your beautiful hair
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So displayed on the chair
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And your head on the arm
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And your legs in the air
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And the words dancing out
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From your lips
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Like a sad ballet
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Now move like a tiger
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Into the thicket
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Claws in the dirt
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You'll sing like a cricket
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Song of the mystery
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Song of the system
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Song for the guilty
|
Song for the living
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Song for the dead
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You'll move like a tiger
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Into the thicket
|
Claws in the dirt
|
You'll sing like a cricket
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Long for the mystery
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Long for the system
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Long for the guilty
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Long for the living
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Move like tiger
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Into the thicket
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Claws in the dirt
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You'll sing like a cricket
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Song for the mystery
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Song for the system
|
Song for the guilty
|
Song for the living
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Song for the dead
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Song for the dead
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Song for...
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Song For The Dead
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| Sea Wolf |
