Oil on canvas
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Couplets and stanzas to divine who you are
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Pencil portrayals and jealous betrayals
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Get you further afar
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[Chorus:]
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Oh, false faces and meaningless chases I travel alone
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Oh, first places and calendar races I need a home
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Hostile hotel walls, footfalls and phone calls
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And you're on the line
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Gentle coercions and bitter desertions
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When the truth is a lie
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[Chorus]
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Lover twice yearly
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That last battle nearly cost me the fight
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Broke through the ice and got cut down to size
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And escaped through the night
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[Chorus]
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False Faces
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| Dan Fogelberg |
