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Let 'em tell us stories
As we lie in the fields
And watch a bird soar above
Let 'em tell us of love and loss
How we'll live and how we'll die
'Cos they say he once was
Somebody with a black suit
And good shoes
And a perfect smile
It makes me wanna ask
Was it in the
Mad love
And the big fights
So was it in the
Small change
And the passing of days
Or was it in the
Getting up
And getting on
Or was it in the
Mad love
Or was it in the
Mad love
So was it in the
Mad love
And a big fights
Let 'em tell us stories
As we lie in the field
And watch the clouds pass above
Our paper burns and pictures fade
Only melody remains
Sure enough he laughs as if he knows
Makes me wanna ask
Was it in the
Mad love
And the fights
Or was it in the
Right words
At the right times
Was it in the
Giving up
And a moving on
No was it in the
Mad love
So was it in the
Mad love
So was it in the
Mad love
So was it in the
Little things
We all want
We all want
We all want
Was it in the
Mad love
And a big fights
So was it in the
Small change
And the passing of days
Or was it in the
Getting up
And a getting on
Or was it in the
Mad love
Or was it in the
Mad love
So was it in the
Mad love
So was it in the
Mad love
So was it in the
Mad love
And the big fights
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