Souls suffer the landscape
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In shrouds of dew, as ghosts.
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Their eternity is for searching
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But a certain dissension grows.
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I've seen them wander,
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Voices raised in prayer
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Consorting with whisper,
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They curse the ones not there.
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If you didn't want this and I didn't need it,
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Then how has this interest become an addiction?
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If you didnt want it, then why cant you do without?
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I know I'm not your first one,
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But I pray I'll be your last.
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I've never seen you cry before,
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But I know when I make you laugh.
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I know and you know, you've heard this all before...
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These arms are for holding on.
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This heart won't stray from home.
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If you didn't want this and I didn't need it,
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Then how has this interest become an addiction?
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If you didnt want it, then why cant you do without?
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I know, I know, I know...
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God tell me, where's my Halo?
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If you didn't want this and I didn't need it,
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Then how has this interest become an addiction?
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If you didnt want it, then why cant you do without?
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If you didn't want this and I didn't need it,
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Then how has this interest become an addiction?
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If you didnt want it, then why cant you do... without?
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Halo
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| Deep Blue Something |
