many's the time I ran whit you down
the rainy roads of your old town
many the lives we lived in each day
and buried altogether
don't laugh for me
don't look away
you'll follow me back
with the sun in your eyes
and on your own
bedshaped and legs of stone
you'll knock on my door
and up we'll go
in white light
I don't think so
but what do I know?
what do I know?
I know!
I know you think I'm holding you down
and I've fallen by the wayside now
and I don't understand the same thing as you
but I do
don't laugh for me
don't look away
you'll follow me back
with the sun in your eyes
and on your own
bedshaped
and legs of stone
you'll knock on my door
and up we'll go
In with light
I don't think so
but what do I know?
what do I know?
I know
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