| It’s a sadness so deep the sun seems black
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| And you don’t have to try to keep the tears back
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| No you don’t have to try to keep the tears back
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| Cause you couldn’t cry if you wanted to
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| You couldn’t cry if you wanted to
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| Couldn’t cry if you wanted to
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| You couldn’t cry if you wanted to
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| Even your thoughts are dust
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| Even your thoughts are dust
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| Even your thoughts are dust
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| Even your thoughts are dust
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| So you stare at the ceiling
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| And wish the world would mend
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| Try to recall some better feeling
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| To no good end
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| Try to recall some better feeling
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| To no good end
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| But
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| Even your thoughts are dust
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| Even your thoughts are dust
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| Even your thoughts are dust
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| Even your thoughts are dust
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| It’s a sadness so deep the sun seems black
|
| And you don’t have to try to keep the tears back
|
| No you don’t have to try to keep the tears back
|
| Cause you couldn’t cry if you wanted to
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| You couldn’t cry if you wanted to
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| Couldn’t cry if you wanted to
|
| You couldn’t cry if you wanted to
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| Even your thoughts are dust
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| Even your thoughts are dust
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| Even your thoughts are dust
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| Even your thoughts are dust
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| Even your thoughts are dust
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| Even your thoughts are dust
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| Even your thoughts are dust
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| Even your thoughts are dust |