When the darkness fall early,
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And the light hits the ground
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There's a moment to be captured
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So I sit here with silence
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In the makes of my eyes
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Talking to you, who left before
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I don't know why
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I don't know why
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These things, I cannot...
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It comes with the gig, I feel it dwelling
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The friends, away, afraid of me
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And I know I'm near,
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But my pride is selling
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Trading for hearts of humble peers
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Trading for hearts of humble peers
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And she comes with the son,
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Her light is shining, beaming with love
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Flying to the ocean
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And I, I know the seagulls
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When I see her flying
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Reaching out to the bones
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That are casually roasting
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(CHORUS)
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And my skin in burning
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With the fire of the world.
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Sometimes my eyes are tricking me
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But when the words of his song
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Are singing through the birds
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I can't help but die,
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So he can take me higher
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I can't help but die,
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So he can take me higher
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And this dark small pain
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Grows like cancer
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Sometimes her eyes are speaking to me
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But when the flesh is gone
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My soul is all I travel by,
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And my guitar will vanish
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Like the Earth and the sea
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Yes my guitar will vanish like the Earth
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(CHORUS)
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Skin Is Burning
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| Burlap To Cashmere |
