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(I would like to leave this city)
Young man I want to give you everything but I can give you nothing.
(This old town don't smell too pretty.)
The story goes on and on and on because it's really the story of so many people if not everyone
(I can feel the warnings running around my mind.)
Safety. Happiness. All things that I cannot give you. Little starling.
All the constellations.
Freedom is a pipe dream.
(I would like to leave this island.)
You smile and there is so much sadness hidden in the corner of your eyes but you smile.
(I'll find me a hole and I will live in it.)
Your drawn to the green are you not? Well whatever it doesn't matter.
(Book myself into a soul asylum)
It's not like there will be much green left anyways. Dirt and trees and all there should be.
(I can feel the warning signs.)
You're like a puff of smoke on the verge of vanishing. Like the morning mist and the dew on the grass.
(Running around my mind.)
You're so excited when you're running and yelling like the small child you are
(I can feel the warming signs.)
Running in the green, hiding, climbing trees.
(I would like to leave this city.)
To where nothing hurts and no-one hurts and we're all free.
(This old town don't smell too pretty.)
I love you. And I don't love you nearly as much or as well as you deserve to be loved.
(This old town don't smell too pretty.)
You're a tragedy in the making.
(I would like to leave this city.)
Child.
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