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By Norfolk and Western, A marginal embrace, imaginary grace
We’ll keep it under fire and
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By Norfolk and Western, Well, Thomas had a day in mind
Kept it to himself
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By Norfolk and Western, Did you decide, decide on your town?
Surely you’ll please her,
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By Norfolk and Western, What’s your price on poverty?
No, I don't believe in
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By Norfolk and Western, across the bridge and on his shoulders
she wants to be
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By Norfolk and Western, Neighbor states will disagree with their new decrees speaking their
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By Norfolk and Western, All the walls are bare, far from my lair
Far from
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By Norfolk and Western, A black and white photograph handed from 1910
You look like
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By Norfolk and Western, I moved here in ’95, I think it was June
Not
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By Norfolk and Western, Play the sullen part
They won’t be there when you come
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By Norfolk and Western, A dream took a train ride to your hometown side
To
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By Norfolk and Western, With a break such as yours
Will you try to come
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By Norfolk and Western, Let her open up the jar cause we've only come
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By Norfolk and Western, Will you be a fitting gown?
All the while I’ve been
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By Norfolk and Western, With the lights that don’t shine and the silent guitars
There
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By Norfolk and Western, Watch the reason arrival in my new ways, you'll be
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By Norfolk and Western, We’ll have to wander in days after yonder to find
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By Norfolk and Western, Play me a melody, the one I love
Like a player
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By Norfolk and Western, A terrible sound is traveling west
Expecting the least, the least
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By Norfolk and Western, Terrified by the plane ride home to your mother’s house
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By Norfolk and Western, The ones who tell me this; “the guitar’s too high
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By Norfolk and Western, quiet is how you like it
with the follies and the
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By Norfolk and Western, I followed the way you told me today
Unless they all
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By Norfolk and Western, The silent Misinterpreters, perpetrators too, they won’t ask us to
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By Norfolk and Western, A reason I thought it worked right the first time
When
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By Norfolk and Western, You would offer anything
I should’ve known you would
I would never
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By Norfolk and Western, Counting on your fingers to abide to all your thoughts