| Walking with you through the courtyard
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| Where everything is marble and smooth
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| You said the idea of perfection
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| Was just fundamentally cruel
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| And talked about joining the circus
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| And trading your face for a mask
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| Oh I know you, want to
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| I just don’t believe that you can
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| We made quite a pair in the morning
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| We both tend to traffic in dreams
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| Seeing it now from the outside
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| You kept all your dark ones from me
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| And said you plan to go rambling
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| As you sat on that big window sill
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| Oh I know you, want to
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| I just don’t believe that you will
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| You long to go hide in the bramble
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| Or fall off the face of the earth
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| You wish you could live with the beggars
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| On the steps of some crumbling church
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| You say you’d like to go hungry
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| But the truth is you just had your fill
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| Oh I know you, want to
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| I just don’t believe that you will
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| On Sundays you stroll through the market
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| And feel like you traveled through time
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| Buying back all your possessions
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| That were stolen from some former life
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| Return to me tied in a corset
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| To say «don't you know who I am?»
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| Oh I know you, want to
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| I just don’t believe that you can
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| Yes I know you, want to
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| I just don’t believe that you can
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| And trying to make an invention
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| Something the worlds never seen
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| To sweep away all of the trouble
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| And leave the place shiny and clean
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| Patent your brave new creation
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| And hold it right there in your hand
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| Oh I know you, want to
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| I just don’t believe that you can
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| I waited for you at the landing
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| The water was crystal and calm
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| All these ideas of forever
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| Are just fundamentally wrong
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| You say that your love makes you honest
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| Then you’re caught with your hand in the till
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| Oh I know you, want to
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| I just don’t believe that you will
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| Yes I know you, want to
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| I just don’t believe that you will |