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Hatfield Juliana Become What You Are This Is The Sound Up above the floor so high. A reflection in his eye. Fell in love again last night. Had a chance but I got stage-fright. Oooh, oooh. Oooh, oooh! I can't dance in front of you. I never used these dancing shoes. They won't even go up stairs. Take me up to meet you there. Oooh, oooh. Oooh, oooh! This... is the sound Of a tree... falling down. Like me... giving up To the ground... it's the sound Of a wave... breaking down To be... all washed up. I can't think of things to say. Would if I could find a way. Grab something and hold it tight. Even if it's just one night. Oooh, oooh. Oooh, oooh! Why are simple things so hard? Nothing ever goes too far. I roll it over in my mind For the hundred-thousandth time. Oooh, oooh. Oooh, oooh! This... is the sound Of a tree... falling down. Like me... giving up To the ground... it's the sound Of a wave... crashing down To be... all washed up. Bridge! Up above the town so high, Watching gasses in the sky. I can't stop thinking of that guy. How you can't see [smog] at night. Oooh, oooh. Oooh, oooh! I don't even know his name. But if it's ever gonna rain, Will it ever be the same? Will he come back here again? This... is the sound Of a tree... falling down. Like me... giving up To the ground... it's the sound Of a wave... breaking down To be... all washed up. |
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