When you cry all night
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Till you're creating a streaming that falls forever
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It's made of dreams
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That didn't come true
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And I'm sorry, there's nothing more that I can do
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When we get together
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And take it from my fantasy and we'll re-act them
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We'll work on you
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Guess we lay motionless staring at the ceiling
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With back turned up against the wall
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But now I clearly see
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Strained to the back of my skull and I'm shivering
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All night long
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And my skin is clear and you can see what I'm thinking
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I'm thinking what I'm about
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Oh, the things I've been dreaming, I've been dreaming about you
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And only you
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Turn the land into eight
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And bury it in a parking lot and I'm constantly turned off
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I look at the clock
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And it's turning into hours and I got nothing to look forward to
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'Cause I killed all the thoughts
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Just Friends
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| Deer Tick |
