Are you sleeping?
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Still dreaming?
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Still drifting off alone
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I'm not leaving with this feeling
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So you'd better best be told
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And how in the world did you come
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To be such a lazy love?
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It's so simple, and fitting
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The path that you are on
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We're not talking, there's no secrets
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There's just a note that you have gone
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And all that you've ever owned
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Is packed in the hall to go
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And how am I supposed to live without you?
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A wrong word said in anger and you were gone
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I'm not listening for signals
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It's all dust now on the shelf
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Are you still working?
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Still counting?
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Still buried in yourself?
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And how in the world did we come
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To have such an absent love?
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And how am I supposed to live without you?
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A wrong word said in anger and you were gone
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And how am I supposed to live without anyone?
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And how in the world did you come
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To be such a lazy love?
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And where did you go?
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Sleeping
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| The Swell Season |
