(Gary Maurer/Dan Messe)
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Ain't holding out for a miracle now
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Just holding out for the water
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Across the bridge that will carry me down
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To the center of the Spanish Quarter
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And I know that I don't belong with you
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I know the pills stopped working for me
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So if you want to set me up
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I'll fall on my knees and fix what I have broke
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I spent my whole life looking for land
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But settled on the breakers
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And saw the home that I held in my hand
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Was just some dirt inside a scrap of paper
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And I know that I should be long gone
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And I know the pills stopped working long ago
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If you want to look me up
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I'll fall on my knees and fix whatever's broke
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There's no place in the world
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That can make this right
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There's no home I once had that I have in sight
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There's no one that can come to my side tonight
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To save me
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Come save me
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The whole world's sinking down in the bay
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The sun is treading water
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Suppose that you could save me some way
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But I told you baby not to bother
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Cuz I know that I'm going down there
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And I know the pills don't work for me no more
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I don't want to spend my whole life down on my knees
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Just fixing what I broke
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The Pills Stopped Working
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Hem |