92 lines
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92 lines
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If I could play back every moment to you now
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Spent lovesick and swollen on
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Mornings mincing garlic
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On the counter by the sink
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If I could hit the instant replay
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On only every good day
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Would any of it catch you by surprise?
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When you say, something is missing now
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That's what came back to me
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Normal mornings like that
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Set the knife down and forget
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Where I'd left it
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Making breakfast
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Put coffee on the stove
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Then scour every counter for the knife
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Don't be shy
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Don't be kind
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Somewhere snow collects
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And bends the boughs of pines
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But doesn't it seem a bit wasteful to you
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To throw away all of the time
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We spent perfecting our love
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In close quarters and confines?
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Isn't it wasteful? And I
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Am terrified that it doesn't feel painful to me yet
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Somewhere on top of the high rise
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There's a woman on the edge of a building at the ledge
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And traffic's backing up on 35
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It's alright
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I will fix whatever is not
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The sweetness in your eyes
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Just sit down, please, sit down
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Here at the table and we'll talk
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Somewhere televisions light up in the night
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I know things weren't right
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Maybe we were never cut out for the Midwest life
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Maybe we'd have done much better on a coast
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There are certain things I doubt we'll ever know
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I know you were getting tired of my drinking
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I guess I was never cut out for the coke scene
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You were worried I would end up like your father
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And tired of the smoke and somewhere the wind blows
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Somewhere a storm touches down north in Hudsonville
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Somewhere the coffee starts to boil on the stove
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And somewhere the wind blows
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Somewhere the river levels finally getting low
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Somewhere I'm up past dawn 'til
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Somewhere you live here still
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Somewhere you're already gone
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Somewhere a radio is playing in a living room
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Says the city lacks the funds to fix the bridge
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Somewhere the deer are overrun
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So they're introducing wolves back on the ridge
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And from here in the kitchen
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I can hear the neighbors in the alley hanging linens
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And the men collect the trash bins in the street
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You're speaking to me but I can't understand you
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The coffee is burning
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And all of the times that we spent
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That road trip out west
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Through desert for the rest stops
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The kitsch we both collect
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That winter the whole weekend
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We huddled by the stove
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The cabin I had rented
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The unexpected snow
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That visit for Christmas
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On television binges
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We'll see friends in Brooklyn
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Drive south to Richmond
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There's traffic on the bridge
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A woman on the ledge
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And everywhere the wind
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Everything is happening at once
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______________________
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Name Stay Happy There
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Artist La Dispute
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Album Rooms of the House
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