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| Lonely Deep |
| Beth Amsel ©1999 Good Egg Music |
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Slip out of your shoes Come inside, close the door behind you Sit with me while I sleep follow me down into dissension through this hollow, lonely deep I pick my poisons well, don't I know the difference between the darkness and a long night's journey into hell and the strength you try to keep doesn't follow you down into dissension through this hollow, lonely deep Hey, it tastes so good it tastes so sweet just like I knew it would It tastes better than I remember it Oh my God it's a live ember burning down my house and my bed It's a match lit in the darkness of this coal mine, but the canary is dead and oh, in the light it looks just the same I am ten years older now but nothing's really changed And the things you always crave they follow you down into dissension through this hollow, And though you'd beg to differ you're still a slave to follow And though you'd rather kill this aching need Still you hold your breath, you dive right in into this lonely deep. Slip out of your shoes You want to come inside, close and lock the door behind you Sit with me while I sleep Could you just sit with me while I sleep? |
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