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Return to Cups |
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Then and again and again |
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I wonder why it is still so strong |
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After all --- And after all that has fallen |
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After all --- And after all that still rains |
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He blows through me like a hurricane |
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I wonder why I’m still storming |
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Then and again and again |
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Where you go I will a shard of myself |
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After all --- And after all the words spoken |
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After all --- And after all the tears spilled |
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I still wish to sneak into your thoughts |
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And quietly warm you today |
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Then and again and again |
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Some day I may smile and not be so afraid |
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After all --- And after all the pain subsides |
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After all --- And after I issue that final wince |
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In protection, and healthy fear |
