I'll never tell you what I saw
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Or how it made me breathe.
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I'll never repeat what I heard
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How long it took me to leave.
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I'll never tell you what I saw
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Or how it made my smile freeze
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Cause this world is a whirlwind, but I'm holding that trapeze
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And I'll never tell you what I saw
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I'll never tell you who I loved
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Or how they made me free
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I'll never tell you how I slept
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Back when I was 15
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I thought that I could just forget
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The bricks that have built me
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But this world is a whirlwind and I'm holding that trapeze
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And I'll never tell you who I loved
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But if I could tell you one thing
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I would tell you I'm not leaving
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If I could show you one thing
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All my mistakes have shaped me
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Into who I am
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And who I am just wants to make you home
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I'll never tell you why I drive
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Into the night and back again
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I hardly speak of my hometown
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My little hands in the cement
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I'll never tell you what I saw, close the door, swallow the key
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But this world is a whirlwind and I'm holding that trapeze
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Ya this world keeps on turning, love is carried in a sling
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Ya this world is a whirlwind and I'm holding that trapeze.
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So I'll never tell you what I saw
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Trapeze
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| Dia Frampton |
