I'll try to keep myself open up to you
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That's a promise that I made to love
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When it was new
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"Just like Jericho" I said
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"Let these walls come tumbling down"
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I said it like I finally found the way
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To keep the good feelings alive
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I said it like it was something to strive for
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I'll try to keep myself open up to you
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And approve your self expression
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I need that, too
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I need your confidence, baby
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And the gift of your extra time
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In turn I'll give you mine
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Sweet darling, it's a rich exchange
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It seems to me
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It's a warm arrangement!
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Anyone will tell you
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Just how hard it is to make and keep a friend
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Maybe they'll short sell you
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Or maybe it's you
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Judas, in the end
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When you just can no longer pretend
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That you're getting what you need
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Or you're giving out anything for them to grow and feed on
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I'll try to keep myself open up to you
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It gets easier and easier to do
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Just like Jericho
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Let these walls come tumbling down now
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Let them fall right on the ground
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Let all these dogs go running free
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The wild and the gentle dogs
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Kenneled in me
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Jericho (Joni Mitchell)
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| k.d. lang |
