Well you cut me to the quick
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with some kind of abandon
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and I'm pouring over every word in my mind
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And it isn't making sense
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'cause it's coming back at random
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and I already forgot what I expected to find
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So maybe it's the wrong game
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I shut down the replay
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maybe it's a case of hardness of heart
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but I'm down for the count
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and there's got to be someway
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to clear out whatever keeps us apart
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I'll do this
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and I'll do that
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I'll be burning canyons for you
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I'll do this
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and I'll do that
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and I will wait forever if you'll be there
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Now I haven't got a chance
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if there's no silver lining
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I'm far past the point of doing what's right
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I can still strike the match
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that'll start the mountains shining
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there might be something new in that light
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I'll do this
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and I'll do that
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I'll be burning canyons for you
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I'll do this
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and I'll do that
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but I can't wait 'till heaven
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I won't be there...
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This and That
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Michael Penn |