I saw you spiraling
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I saw you spinning back in time
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through all your memories
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such a quiet disease
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you had forgotten me
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but I'll always remember you dancing
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across the kitchen in your orange handkerchief
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such a quiet disease
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I pray that when you dream you would remember everything
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you know it all comes back to you
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in one conscience dream
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maybe you'd sing and put words to all the things
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that you think of in a day
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but forgotten how to say
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nothing last forever
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not even the mountains
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someday they will be swept away and swallowed by the sea
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we all shall be blessedly released
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life is so precious it's as fragile as a dream
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and in a moment we all grow our wings
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I wish to sing as if no ones listening
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I wish to dance as if no one is watching
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I wish to dance as if no one is watching
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and I, give thanks for my dreams
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you can rob me of my sight
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and you can poison my blood stream
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but as long as I can dream then life is worth living
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nothing last forever
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not even the mountains
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someday they will be swept away and swallowed by the sea
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we all shall be blessedly released
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nothing last forever
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not even the sun
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for all we know it could have burned out light years ago
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darkness remains the hardest thing for us to outrun
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Nothing Lasts Forever
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Brett Dennen |