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ESend out the moC#mrning G#mbirds to sing oBf the damage ENow that the cC#malm's retuG#mrned, I know BI can't manage EYou're standing C#min my doorway,A though he's asEleep in my bed EThe steady mC#murmur, aG#mlways in my head
AYou're the fiEnest thBing that I've C#mdone E The hurAricaEne I'll neBver ouC#mtrun E I could wAait arEound for the dBust to sC#mtill E But I doAn't belEieve that Bit ever wEill
EAnd since the rC#moof fell inG#m, I'll lean Bon what matters ECaught in the sliC#mghtest windG#m, everything eBlse unravels EYou're standing C#min my doorway seAven ciEties ago EThe days are raC#mcing, G#mbut you come back too slow
AYou're the fiEnest thBing that I've C#mdone E The hurAricaEne I'll neBver ouC#mtrun E I could wAait arEound for the dBust to sC#mtill E But I doAn't belEieve that Bit ever wEill
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AYou're the fiEnest thBing that I've C#mdone E The hurAricaEne I'll neBver ouC#mtrun E I could wAait arEound for the dBust to sC#mtill E But I doAn't belEieve that Bit ever wEill But I doAn't belEieve that Bit ever wEill