C#

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 C#
Dear friend, just undress me -
        
I am like glass in your hands.
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Write it down, wish it hard, slip the gate,
                       C#
and we'll run for the line.
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We go weak in the knees when we know
                C#
how it's gonna end.

     C#         F#       C#       G#
And they don't know what we know,
     C#         F#      C#
and they can't see what we see:
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all the things that could be.

 C#
You come to split me in two -

still never close enough,
  [STOP]
on the lip of the world as we hail
               C#
to the cosmic dust.
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We go weak in the knees when we know
                 C#
how it all will end.

     C#         F#       C#       G#
And they don't know what we know,
     C#         F#      C#
and they can't see what we see:
Bbm       F#          C#  G#   C#
all the things that could be.

C#

Bbm         F#       C#
They don't know what we know,
    Bbm         F#      C#
and they can't see what we see.
Bbm         F#       C#
They don't know what we know,
    Bbm         F#      C#
and they can't see what we see:
Bbm       F#          C#  G#   C#
all the things that could be.

C#

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