I'm dying here before your eyes inside of darken circles
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And I'm afraid of savage things I fought to keep away
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Before I found out just what I found that I knew you'd become
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Now you know the things I'm running from...
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You could help me hide in the places I once lived and lost the one
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Now you know the things I'm running from...
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Now you know the things I'm running from...
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You're killing me kid, but I know your intentions are good
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I read what you wrote out, ask me to slow down, I should
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I think you're trying to make me seem like it never could've meant enough
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But what I'm hearing you say is that you're running away 'cause it meant too much
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So this isn't easy, I know the weather here number is best
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San Francisco got cold as I read your note walking van next to Oak
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You said I guess I'll be home soon but things will be different I'm sure
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So I thought that you should know if things are gonna change when you come home
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Maybe this time don't...
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Departures
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| Silverstein |
