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By Sixpence None The Richer, Like a million parachutes
The snow is coming down
I lock up
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By Sixpence None The Richer, Questions flew
And words were hurled into the air
And when the
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By Sixpence None The Richer, This is my 45th depressing tune
They're looking for money
As they
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By Sixpence None The Richer, Deep inside the darkest night
Is drinking in the light
From pinholes
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By Sixpence None The Richer, It's every day
I'm in this place
I feel this
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By Sixpence None The Richer, I only wanted to tell you goodnight
and whisper something sweet
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By Sixpence None The Richer, I'm like Thomas
Doubting fingers
Running the scars
Your wrists and side
Touching flesh
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By Sixpence None The Richer, I am a fruit that you squeeze
hoping the nectar is
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By Sixpence None The Richer, In the middle of my mourning
Sits joy like ahappy child
In
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By Sixpence None The Richer, You and the moon are a beautiful sight to me.
The
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By Sixpence None The Richer, Standing in the middle of a forest
Basking in the glorious
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By Sixpence None The Richer, Amber liquid wetting winecups to the stem
Spilling drops to glisten
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By Sixpence None The Richer, I've wrapped myself up
In a universe again
And let the darkness
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By Sixpence None The Richer, So I'm waiting by a phone for the blessed ring
Like
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By Sixpence None The Richer, Kiss me
Out of the bearded barley
Nightly
Beside the green, green grass
Swing,
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By Sixpence None The Richer, The lines of my earth, so brittle, unfertile, and ready
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By Sixpence None The Richer, "You must be the seed
Descend into the earth
Searching for the
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By Sixpence None The Richer, Well I'm staring straight into the face of hell
You're so
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By Sixpence None The Richer, History merely repeats itself
Nothing in this world is truly new
The
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By Sixpence None The Richer, Tonight the lamplight swirls and glistens
Melting itself upon my face
I'm
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By Sixpence None The Richer, Mysteries unfolding quickly before my eyes
In a way, I saw
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By Sixpence None The Richer, Been running from these feelings for so long
Telling my heart
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By Sixpence None The Richer, I look out to the fields
Where blood is shed upon
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By Sixpence None The Richer, My life is plagued
By mistakes, broken love, slaps in the
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By Sixpence None The Richer, Tell me father, are you riding on
The fictional bus up
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By Sixpence None The Richer, You are the burning
The flame that is turning
My smoldering ash
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By Sixpence None The Richer, Fatherless and the widow
Stricken down by the hand of death
Grasping
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By Sixpence None The Richer, The lines of my earth
So brittle, unfertile, and ready to
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By Sixpence None The Richer, There she goes
There she goes again
Racing through my brain
And I
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By Sixpence None The Richer, Tonight it's time
Choose a direction
If you fail
You can make a