You said I could have it all
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You said it to me
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With your eyes so wide, excited
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I stop to see what you mean
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In the drone of afternoon traffic
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On a slope that's slippery
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In the relative fear, invited
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That keeps us company
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We took it all
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Without taking it away
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We shook it
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It didn't blow up in our face
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This life's abundancy came clear to me
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These hands are holding a kite of worry
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That floats high and circles a pivot of fear
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In the wind are the words that say "There's no time! Hurry!"
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So we grab what we can
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We think The End is near
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We took it all
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Without taking it away
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We shook it
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It didn't blow up in our face
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This life's abundancy came clear
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We can get back up
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We can move from this ground
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To where there is enough of everything
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What has opened up this crevice at our feet
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Has created a new sense of urgency
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Without taking it away
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We shook it
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It didn't blow up in our face
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This life's abundancy came clear
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Took It All
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Sarah Harmer |