Running the reds on Liberty Avenue
Wondering what would happen
If we had never stopped to ask it
but we did
and now we're so far apart
Feeling guilt breathing down my neck
It's true, we're divided
This wasn't a good idea
But it is
and now we're so far apart
Holding on to words that are slipping through my hands
Many a night spent alone by the river blues
Listening to a melody drift through my head
A song that sounds a lot like you
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