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The rain falls up, off the street
The clocks turn back in retreat
Footsteps fall off of our feet
I can see the tears crawling off your cheeks
It's turning back to pink
The slap got pulled right off of it
We all fall back into bed again
When you see what you've done
You'll want to take it back
To take it back and do it all over again
But you can't, you can't and it's killing you
The doctor comes in off the street
The stitch gets pulled out of the bleed
Mothers fall down in their seats
I can see time's arrow turning back to me
The children getting light
They'll disappear into a sigh
And we'll all rise like snowflakes in the sky tonight
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