[Long Instrumental Intro]
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All the things in love with you
Are now mean
Things that fall apart and in-between
Antique broken gla** inside your door
Down in shards upon your hardwood floor
All the things in love with you become
Things I've given to and taken from
Standing in the entire crashing roar
Try-na sort your seashells from the shore
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All the things in love with you survived
All the infiltrations of our lives
Now the cords of July's come and gone
Still I'm sure of your September's song
All the things in love with you contains
Like a house of lamp lit windowpanes
Standing in January winds
Well, I hope I've coped with you my friend
All the things in love with you withstood
Things that I not change, if change I could
Ask of me, well, just what made me try
All I asked is in my reason why
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