She wore a green windbreaker, I guess it was her brother's
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And even though I never knew she wasn't like the others
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The weather's right and the stars align
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She never knew the answer
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She only knew what colors to choose
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In all the time she chanced it
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Its head was millions of miles behind her now
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She never lost, but he never found
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(Like to see) the colors of the sound
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Her eyes were red and his sight was poor
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And I'll never lose the longing for
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Its head was millions of miles behind her now
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She never lost, but he never found
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(Like to see) the colors of the sound
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Her eyes were red and his sight was poor
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And I'll never lose the longing for
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Telluride
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I met her on the other side
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Telluride
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She wore a green windbreaker, it must have been her brother's
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And even though I never knew she wasn't like the others
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The weather's right and the stars align
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She never knew the answer
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She only knew what colors to choose
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In all the time she chanced it
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Its head was millions of miles behind her now
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She never lost, but he never found
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(Like to see) the colors of the sound
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To lose what lays outside your door
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And never lose the longing for
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Telluride
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I met her on the other side
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Telluride
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Telluride...
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Whitewalled trees on a mountainside
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Rural scenes and open skies
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And photographs of all the life
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That only lives in Telluride
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Telluride
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| Virginia Coalition |
