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Oh and when the storms come |
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Flooding through the hall |
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Rising to the landing |
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Tearing pictures from the walls |
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Currents pull us underneath |
| [00:41.619] |
That bright tide ripped us out |
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Into a tangled coral reef |
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Where we can never drown |
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Now that we're at the end |
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I try to tell myself |
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It’s always been |
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You...You... |
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Should I continue on |
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And let you make this place your own |
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Or should we float off with the waves |
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Until we're taken home |
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The salty taste, the surf, the words |
| [02:02.650] |
Are still caught on my tongue |
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In the wake of everything it's fair |
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We came undone |
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’Cause if we say go long into the tide |
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Shadows cast out long and crooked lines |
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Even if you might not follow through |
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As the sun is swallowed up from view |
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The last face that I'd see belongs to you |
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You... |
