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Clear And True
The winding lanes . . .
and the fields on the left and the right . . .
and through my awkward life . . .
the same refrain.
I always wished it might have been recorded.
But now memory
has distorted your light.
Sing me something clear and true
in some otherworldly tune.
I'll make it up for you.
The day we played
as kids among the headstones
we pretended we had died.
But now something's changed.
We don't play games
and time has proved you right.
And now memory
has distorted your light.
Sing me something clear and true
in some otherworldly tune.
If you were here
I'd make it up for you.
Yeah, I'd make it up for you
with the song I loved the most.
I know you're here
and I'm not afraid of ghosts.
I'm not afraid,
I'm not afraid of going out alone.
(we lay down on the stone just like we died)
I'm not afraid,
I'm not afraid of ghosts.
(Whooooooo....)
Sing me something clear and true.
(Whoooo....)
And I'll make it up for you.
(Whooooooo...)
Sing me something clear and true.
I'll lay down on the stone right by your side.
(Whooooo.....)
Sing me something clear and true.
(Whooooo....Whooooo.......)
Sing me something clear and true.
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Sing me something clear and true.
(Whooooo....Whooooo.......)
Sing me something clear and true.
(Whooooo.....)
I'll lay down on the stone right by your side.
Sing me something clear and true.
(Whooooooo...)
And I'll make it up for you.
(Whoooo....)
Sing me something clear and true.
(Whooooooo....)
I'm not afraid of ghosts.
I'm not afraid,
(we lay down on the stone just like we died)
I'm not afraid of going out alone.
I'm not afraid,
and I'm not afraid of ghosts.
I know you're here
with the song I loved the most.
Yeah, I'd make it up for you
I'd make it up for you.
If you were here
in some otherworldly tune.
Sing me something clear and true
has distorted your light.
And now memory
and time has proved you right.
We don't play games
But now something's changed.
we pretended we had died.
as kids among the headstones
The day we played
I'll make it up for you.
in some otherworldly tune.
Sing me something clear and true
has distorted your light.
But now memory
I always wished it might have been recorded.
the same refrain.
and through my awkward life . . .
and the fields on the left and the right . . .
The winding lanes . . .
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| CClear AAnd TTrue |
| lear nd rue |
| lCear nAd rTue |
| flear znd frue |
| fClear zAnd fTrue |
| Cflear Aznd Tfrue |
| xlear qnd 5rue |
| xClear qAnd 5True |
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| Cxlear Aqnd T5rue |
| vlear snd hrue |
| vClear sAnd hTrue |
| Cvlear Asnd Thrue |
| dlear wnd yrue |
| dClear wAnd yTrue |
| Cdlear Awnd Tyrue |
| Cllear xnd 6rue |
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| Cear xAnd 6True |
| Celar Axnd T6rue |
| Ckear Annd grue |
| Cklear Ad gTrue |
| Clkear Adn Tgrue |
| Coear Amd rrue |
| Colear Amnd rTrue |
| Cloear Anmd Trrue |
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| Cpear Ahd |
| Cplear Ahnd Tue |
| Clpear Anhd Ture |
| Cleear Ajd Tdue |
| Clar Ajnd Tdrue |
| Claer Anjd Trdue |
| Clsar Abd T4ue |
| Clsear Abnd T4rue |
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| Clesar Anbd Tr4ue |
| Cl3ar Andd Tgue |
| Cl3ear An |
| Cle3ar And Trgue |
| Clfar Anx Ttue |
| Clfear Anxd Ttrue |
| Clefar Andx Trtue |
| Clrar Ane T5ue |
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| Clrear Aned |
| Clerar Ande Tr5ue |
| Cl4ar Anf Tfue |
| Cl4ear Anfd |
| Cle4ar Andf Trfue |
| Cldar Anr Teue |
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