| You said buying time is useless
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| When all of the loose ends
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| Get you tied up in knots
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| It isn’t a question
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| But more a suggestion
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| That you’re supposed to move on
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| If apathy befalls you
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| And nobody calls you
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| To see if your heart is alright
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| The operation
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| Will end the frustration
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| Removing the blinders to fly
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| That we didn’t see the problems
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| Up until the point that we solved them
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| Maybe if we hadn’t looked out on the ocean
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| We wouldn’t have fallen in
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| Now there’s a letter on the shelf
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| «Baby, you need time for yourself
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| I’ll give it to you.»
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| All the rest seems to logically follow
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| So when your station calls you
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| Please don’t let me stall you
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| Inside I was always prepared
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| 'Cause when we’re together
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| In rainier weather
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| Clouds made our vision impaired
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| So we didn’t see the problems
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| Up until the point that we solved them
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| Maybe if we hadn’t looked out on the ocean
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| It wouldn’t have parted, oh
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| And now the letter on the shelf says
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| «Baby you need time for yourself
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| I’ll give it to you.»
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| Don’t remember how all of it started
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| No, we didn’t see the problems
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| Up until the point that we solved them
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| Maybe if we hadn’t looked out on the ocean
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| We wouldn’t have fallen in
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| Now there’s a letter on the shelf
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| «Baby you need time for yourself
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| I’ll give it to you.»
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| Yeah, the rest seems to logically follow, oh oh… |