Tell me a reason
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To break things off,
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Or stop the bleeding,
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When it's my season.
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My mind was just revving.
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Your eyes, they went hard.
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Our parents were freaking,
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But it was our season,
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All that time ago.
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And if you want to stop our "thing" you'll stop my heart.
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All this pain inside's still just too sharp.
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What was I thinking?
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Step out of your trailer
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And into this dark!
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It's warm and it's breathing,
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And it's our season.
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Your dad is half sleeping.
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But, really, he's gone.
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Can you hear his VCR weeping?
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They crossed his wires completely
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When they made him fire that gun.
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I'll say to you: to cut it off's to cut me down...
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If they take me out of school, you out of town...
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I called a friend, my world at end, my words unwound.
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I said, "It's crashing down around our heads".
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We're dumb. We're dead. Shut up about it now.
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I won't say I'm sorry, and how would they know?
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Below the Atari I could feel your heart was just going.
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We'll meet on the weekend. Your dad won't be home.
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Your sister's out cleaning.
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You don't need to speak it, because I know,
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Baby, I know. I said I know.
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You know I know.
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That it was our season.
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It's hard to believe it.
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There isn't a reason.
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It's only a feeling...
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When I look back on it now, remember how
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Mixed up I got before they got me sorted out...
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All that heart-in-my-mouth,
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All that head filled with doubt,
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It's fading out.
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I hardly think about it now.
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They say that I'll go to college
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And you will stay home
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And watch while I'm leaving,
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And the cold will just creep in.
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Oh, Jason, I know.
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It Was My Season
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| Okkervil River |
