Watch the day unfold in little movies
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With silver tears that sparkle from my eyes
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I catch myself and turn to toughen up
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But it hurts too much to try
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Watching my reflection in the window
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In the afternoon gold beaming sun
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One more scene fades out in black and white
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Still another has begun
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But you don't know I have seen the ending
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Still I can not look away
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Don't you know all of this pretending
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Is just a little movie that we play
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You could play a tune for all your troubles
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And I will help remind you of the words
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Angels born in hell will sing our praises
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Like this broken song deserves
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But you don't know I have seen the ending
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Still I can not look away
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Don't you know all of this pretending
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Is just a little movie that we play
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Sunday sun please take me down
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I want to hear that lonesome sound
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But you don't know I have seen the ending
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Still I can not look away
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Don't you know all of this pretending
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Is just a little movie that we play
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