Trouble has caused me so much grief
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I am waiting for when I can go home
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Time when a room was closer than my friends
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And I can get some shooting done
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But then I hear a footstep on the stairs
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The whole thing shatters and I scream out your name
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And you come running
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O it is always the same
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Time passes and the room goes dark
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I expect to see your figure standing naked over me
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With a mole on your neck and a wry way of holding
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Wide the ceiling of my darkened path
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Then we mingle our limbs, I hear all calling
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When we swim and we buckle, and I emote
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It is the only time to catch it so
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So we may as well rest, and let it go
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We're gonna be rejoined
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And the children will love it
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All my brothers and my sisters resting holy above it
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Let us wallow, let us play, this is our god's day
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Let us wallow, let us play, this is our god's day
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Old Jerusalem
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| Will Oldham |
