You won a prize for that,
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for telling lies like that
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So well that I believed it.
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And I never felt cheated.
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You were the chosen one,
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the pure eyes of Noah's dove.
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Choir boys and angels
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stole your lips and your halo.
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In your reckless mind,
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you act as if you've got more lives.
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In your reckless eyes, you only have time and your love of danger
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to it you're no stranger.
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In that August breeze
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of those forgotten trees,
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your time was set for leaving,
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come a colder season.
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In your reckless mind,
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you act as if you?e got more lives
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In your reckless eyes,
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it's never too late for a chance to seize some final breath of freedom.
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Very, so very wise.
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Don't reveal it. I'm tired, tired of knowing
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where it is you're going.
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In your reckless mind,
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you act as if you've got more lives.
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In your reckless eyes,
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it's never too late for your love of danger
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to it you're no stranger.
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In your reckless mind,
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you act as if you've got more lives.
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In your reckless eyes, it's never too late
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for a chance to seize some
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final breath of freedom
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Noah's Dove
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10000 Maniacs |