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I smelled the rose and I touched its velvet eye
And I raised my hand just to feel it in the sky
But I don’t feel love
Its a long walk home
Through the naked trees as they’re bending in the falling snow

You lit a fire and I watched the embers glow
Like a melting sun, like a spark dark long ago
And it feels like home
But it never was
And we burn it down just to feel the scars of love.
And we burn it down just to feel the scars of love.

I smelled the rose and I touched its velvet eye
And I raised my hand just to feel it in the sky
But I don’t feel love
Its a long walk home
Through the naked trees as they’re bending in the falling snow.
And we burn it down just to feel the scars of love.
We burn it down.

Amber took her raincoat off.
And when she laid down on the couch, all the riddles seemed to solve themselves.
There was nothing left to say,
We listened to “The Dimming of the Day” until the darkness fell.

She said, “Love’s unkind”.
I said, “The things you look for are the things you find.”

And she just laughed then.
And I laughed too.
She said, “I hate you”.
And I said, “Same to you”.

Then she walked out in the rain.

When I saw you holding a quarter in your teeth
You pulled it out, dropped it in, looked over, and said to me
“Every jukebox got a song but it ain’t just anybody who can sing along”

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I’d hate to be you, and I’d hate to be me
Leaving something behind that wasn’t meant to be
I hear that song on the radio
I think you loved me, but…

When you woke up you said “take it slow”
When you moved in you said “I might go.”
You said, “Every girl got to have a man
and don’t think for a minute you can understand.”

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When you moved out, you left your radio
I turn it up to drown out what you said to me when you turned to go:
“You’re pure vanilla, got no soul.”
Now every Friday night I’m back digging a hole.

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Like a blue flower in a yellow room
Like some mad, crashing hot air balloon
Longer than a piece of string, taller than a fish
I know what it’s not, but I don’t know what it is.

Like Ken and Barbie, we were made for love
But like GI Joe we took our orders from above.
Call it God, call it fate
Call it anything, but call me.

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Jealous of the sun, jealous of the rain
Touching her warm skin like I never can.
But how can I be mad, when I’ve had what I’ve had
With my sweet ‘bama girl.

I might be walking, I might be sitting down
I might be thinking about me 6 feet under the cold hard ground
But I know a girl who makes me smile
The kind of girl who can stop you cold
She’s far away from me (a million miles)
But if I’m a fool, she’s fools gold.
If I’m a fool, she’s fool’s gold.

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