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Fre--ezin', rests his head on a pillow made of concrete, again
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Oh, Fee--lin' maybe he'll see a little better set a days, ooh yeah
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Oh, hand out, faces that he sees time again ain't that familiar, ooh yeah
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Oh, dark grin, he can't help, when he's happy looks insane, oh yeah
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Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies
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Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away, yeah...ooh...
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Oh, someday yet, he'll begin his life again life a--gain life a--gain...
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Kne--elin', looking through the paper through he doesn't know to read, ooh yeah
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Oh, pra--yin', now to something that has never showed him anything
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Oh, fee--lin', understands the weather of the winters on its way
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Oh, cei--lings, few and far between all the legal halls of shame, yeah...
Chorus 2DBbDC
Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies
DBbDC
Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away, yeah...ooh..
DBbDC
Oh, someday yet, he'll begin his life again
DBbDCDAmCDAmC (DAmG)
Oh, whispering hands, gently lead, lead him away... him a--way, him a--way... Yeah!
[Solo] CDChorus 2DBbDC
Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies
DBbDC
Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away, yeah...ooh..
DBbDC
Oh, someday yet, he'll begin his life again
DBbDCDAmCDAmC (DAmG)
Oh, whispering hands, gently lead, lead him away... him a--way, him a--way... Yeah!
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