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Funny how he slumbers
Catching all the flies
Fire that never dies
If you don't light it
All along the sidewalk
Flowers lie like leaves
Tumble through the breeze
And slowly make their way home
In these burning embers
Place your blue, hard hands
She will always dance
Just for you
Saddled by its burdens
Sun will always rise
Love's a compromise
That will lead you home
Catching all the flies
Fire that never dies
If you don't light it
All along the sidewalk
Flowers lie like leaves
Tumble through the breeze
And slowly make their way home
In these burning embers
Place your blue, hard hands
She will always dance
Just for you
Saddled by its burdens
Sun will always rise
Love's a compromise
That will lead you home
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