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On The Concourse
It started off as an ending
I'll never see her sad eyes again
Silently meeting them on the concourse, tears promised never to forget
Remember that city, shining like jewelry, changing beneath us on our way back home
Where the painting hangs in the living room
I am still there holding my hands
And I'll never get used to it
I'll never be what I want
Hard as I try, I wont be anywhere
Glory in the highest
Voices are praising
Tongues are dividing
Buildings explode and fall down like children, stand up and reach for a table's leg
So far from here listening inside your head clouds are spitting dust
With each lesson you're learning that you wont find truth here, but you're still driving
There is no other way you could have gone, could have gone, could have gone
I'll never be where you are
I love you more than this heart could ever show, but you won't remember anything
Anything
Remind you of me
Sleep in the quiet place where you can be alone
Anything you want from me
I love you more than this heart could ever show
And you will never get used to it 'cause you wont remember anything that happened and you won't be anywhere
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And you will never get used to it 'cause you wont remember anything that happened and you won't be anywhere
I love you more than this heart could ever show
Anything you want from me
Sleep in the quiet place where you can be alone
Remind you of me
Anything
I love you more than this heart could ever show, but you won't remember anything
I'll never be where you are
There is no other way you could have gone, could have gone, could have gone
With each lesson you're learning that you wont find truth here, but you're still driving
So far from here listening inside your head clouds are spitting dust
Buildings explode and fall down like children, stand up and reach for a table's leg
Tongues are dividing
Voices are praising
Glory in the highest
Hard as I try, I wont be anywhere
I'll never be what I want
And I'll never get used to it
I am still there holding my hands
Where the painting hangs in the living room
Remember that city, shining like jewelry, changing beneath us on our way back home
Silently meeting them on the concourse, tears promised never to forget
I'll never see her sad eyes again
It started off as an ending
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