| We could have been together
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| But you couldn’t stand the weather here
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| You know I was your rain and thunder
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| Upon your hills and valleys
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| We could have been together
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| But you couldn’t stand the weather here
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| You know that light is passing through it
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| It’s 'cause there’s nothing really here
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| You know he’s just a mere conduit
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| For all of your fears
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| You think you’re making choices
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| But there’s no one really here
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| Just tone-deaf angry voices
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| That are breathing in your ear
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| Fallorun, fallorun
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| Fallorun, fallorun
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| It’s taking us back to a one-horse town
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| Building us up just to tear us down
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| So you can fallorun
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| You know we could have been together
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| But you traded hell for leather
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| A closer walk with thee
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| And we locked our horns forever
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| We could’ve been together
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| But you couldn’t stand the weather here
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| He’s nothing without you
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| He’s nothing without you
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| You think it’s just an aberration
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| That it could not happen here
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| Such an abomination
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| Could be the man of the year
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| You think you’re making choices
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| But there’s nothing really here
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| Just tone-deaf angry voices
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| That are breathing in your ear
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| Fallorun, fallorun
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| Fallorun, fallorun
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| They say Rome wasn’t built in a day
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| But it all came down in the month of May
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| Oh, fallorun
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| You know we could have been together
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| But you couldn’t stand the weather here
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| You know I was your rain and thunder
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| Upon your hills and valleys, dear
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| You think you’re making choices
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| But there’s nothing really here
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| Just tone-deaf angry voices
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| That are breathing in your ear
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| Fallorun, fallorun
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| Fallorun, fallorun
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| Fallorun, fallorun
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| Fallorun
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| He’s taking us back to a one-horse town
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| Building us up just to tear us down
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| Well, we sure hope you can stick around
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| And you don’t fallorun, oh |