More in my face than is my taste
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I grow so weary I'll surrender
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to what they say Let them lead the way
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Till' I can no longer remember
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my darling dreams Prewritten scenes,
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whatever felt my own
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So to save face I'll take my place
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Where I may safely feel alone
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Glad the waters are so shallow
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When the river runs so cold
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Glad the waters are so shallow
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When the river runs cold
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Glad the waters are so shallow
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When the river runs so cold
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Glad the waters are so shallow
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When the river runs cold
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I'm quick to wait, and so to hate
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They call me gracious for my patience
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And I feel proud under that shroud
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And all the while it's all evasion
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Some humor here to fend off fear
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And I'm a little more lost, oh dear
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So to save face I'll hold my place
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So I may safely feel alone
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Glad the waters are so shallow
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When the river runs so cold
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Glad the waters are so shallow
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When the river runs cold
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Glad the waters are so shallow
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When the river runs so cold
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Glad the waters are so shallow
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When the river runs cold
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Shallow
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| Poets Of The Fall |
