And the children's eyes they turn as I walk away
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I am becoming their prey
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And the firelight it burns in your eyes
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There are times you despise me
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Or you criticize me
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I have lost so many friends
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And I have gained so many memories
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I can change the colours of the night
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But the hum and the drum they stay the same
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When you're tapping the same vein
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I have noticed lately that the time that you took
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To look at my face is gone without a trace
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Oh you despise me
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I have lost so many friends
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And I have gained so many memories
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And I have lost so many friends
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And I have gained so many enemies
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Over the years things disappear
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But once in awhile you call my name
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In you you've got the loving touch
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I live and breathe for the rush
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When we touch there's a rush
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Oh when we touch
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I have lost so many friends
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And I have gained so many memories
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And I have lost so many friends
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And I have gained so many enemies
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So Many Friends
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| Martha Wainwright |
