(by Pearl Jam)
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Hey...oooh...
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Sheets of empty canvas, untouched sheets of clay
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Were laid spread out before me as her body once did
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All five horizons revolved around her soul
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As the earth to the sun
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Now the air I tasted and breathed has taken a turn
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Ooh, and all I taught her was everything
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Ooh, I know she gave me all that she wore
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And now my bitter hands chafe beneath the clouds
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Of what was everything?
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Oh, the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything...
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I take a walk outside
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I'm surrounded by some kids at play
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I can feel their laughter, so why do I sear
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Oh, and twisted thoughts that spin round my head
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I'm spinning, oh, I'm spinning
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How quick the sun can, drop away
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And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass
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Of what was everything?
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All the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything...
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All the love gone bad turned my world to black
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Tattooed all I see, all that I am, all that I'll be...yeah...
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Uh huh...uh huh...ooh...
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I know someday you'll have a beautiful life, I know you'll be a star
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In somebody else's sky, but why
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Black
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Bronson Arroyo |