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f_firew9rks

One morning this sadness will fossilize
          	  
          	  And I will forget how to cry
          	  
          	  I'll keep going to work and you won't see a change
          	  
          	  Save perhaps a slight gray in my eye
          	  
          	  
          	  I will go jogging routinely
          	  
          	  Calmly and rhythmically run
          	  
          	  And when I find that a knife's sticking out of my side
          	  
          	  I'll pull it out without questioning why
          	  
          	  And then one warm summer night
          	  
          	  I'll hear fireworks outside
          	  
          	  And I'll listen to the memories as they cry, cry, cry
          	  
          	  
          	  I will be married to silence
          	  
          	  The gentleman won't say a word
          	  
          	  But you know, oh you know in the quiet he holds
          	  
          	  Runs a river that'll never find home
          	  
          	  And then one warm summer night
          	  
          	  I'll hear fireworks outside
          	  
          	  And I'll listen to the memories as they cry, cry, cry
          	  
          	  Oh, one warm summer night
          	  
          	  I'll hear fireworks outside
          	  
          	  And I'll listen to the memories as they cry, cry, cry
          	  
          	  Cry, cry, cry
          	  
          	  Cry, cry, cry
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f_firew9rks

One morning this sadness will fossilize
            
            And I will forget how to cry
            
            I'll keep going to work and you won't see a change
            
            Save perhaps a slight gray in my eye
            
            
            I will go jogging routinely
            
            Calmly and rhythmically run
            
            And when I find that a knife's sticking out of my side
            
            I'll pull it out without questioning why
            
            And then one warm summer night
            
            I'll hear fireworks outside
            
            And I'll listen to the memories as they cry, cry, cry
            
            
            I will be married to silence
            
            The gentleman won't say a word
            
            But you know, oh you know in the quiet he holds
            
            Runs a river that'll never find home
            
            And then one warm summer night
            
            I'll hear fireworks outside
            
            And I'll listen to the memories as they cry, cry, cry
            
            Oh, one warm summer night
            
            I'll hear fireworks outside
            
            And I'll listen to the memories as they cry, cry, cry
            
            Cry, cry, cry
            
            Cry, cry, cry
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