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things we understand alone
way down in our bones
things we understand alone
deep breath when it's done

pick up a five pack and shake out the paper stack
make room for a cart and check if the engine starts
put a finish on the old desk and see that oily mess
the fixtures need fixing and the paint needs mixing

things we understand alone
way down in our bones
things we understand alone
deep breath when it's done

the story has to hold with a patience not yet shown
just words on a screen going from scene to scene
some say it's pretend but let me tell you man
my truth comes from my soul i know what i know

things we understand alone
way down in our bones
things we understand alone
deep breath when it's done

solitary moment of time shines like they all shine
seems like ones that last are free from the past
living a new morning ignoring the night's storming
held together cause we said so she got a natural glow      

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