| Got a message in my head
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| That the papers had all gone
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| Richard Manuel is dead
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| And the daylight’s coming on
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| I’ve been wandering through the dark
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| And now I’m standing on the lawn
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| If I could give all my love to you
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| I could justify myself (Aah)
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| But I’m just not coming through
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| You’re a pill to ease the pain (Ooh)
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| Of all the stupid things I do
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| I’m an anchor on the line
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| Of a clock that tells the time
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| That is running out on you
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| Well, it was cold when I woke
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| And the day was halfway done
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| Nearly spring in San Francisco
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| And I cannot feel the sun
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| You were sleeping next to me
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| But I knew that you’d be gone
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| If I could give all my love to you
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| I could justify myself (Aah)
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| But I’m just not coming through
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| You’re a pill to ease the pain (Ooh)
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| Of all the stupid things I do
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| I’m an anchor on the line
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| Of a clock that tells the time
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| That is running out on you
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| Take some time before you go
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| Think of Monday’s coming down
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| And the people that you knew
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| And the ones that aren’t around
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| You’ve been fading day to day
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| I’ve been movin' town to town
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| If I could give all my love to you
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| I could justify myself (Aah)
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| But I’m just not coming through
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| You’re a pill to ease the pain (Ooh)
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| Of all the stupid things I do
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| I’m an anchor on the line
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| Of a clock that tells the time, yeah
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| If I could give all my love to you
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| I could justify myself (Aah)
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| But I’m just not coming through
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| You’re a pill to ease the pain (Ooh)
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| Of all the stupid things I do
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| I’m an anchor on the line
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| Of a clock that tells the time
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| That is running out on you |