| It’s hard to write a pretty rhyme
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| When all I hear is a symphony
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| Of things that don’t make sense to me
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| «Everything will be okay»
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| Sounds like an empty phrase
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| When I can’t say anything
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| That takes the weight of «Everything»
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| But I can’t make a rainbow out of rain
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| I can’t write a song to heal the pain
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| But I’ll be standing here while the world turns away
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| I won’t pretend like I can save the day
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| Say the words to make it all okay
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| But while the world turns away-ay-ayy
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| I’ll stay-ay-ayy, I’ll stay-ay-ayy
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| You’re stuck with all the «could have beens»
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| The worst is playing in your head
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| And every doubt is echoing
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| And it feels like no one’s listening
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| But I’m listening, oh-ohh-ooh
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| But I can’t make a rainbow out of rain
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| I can’t write a song to heal the pain
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| But I’ll be standing here while the world turns away
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| I won’t pretend like I can save the day
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| Say the words to make it all okay
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| But while the world turns away-ay-ayy
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| I’ll stay-ay-ayy, I’ll stay-ay-ayy
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| When it all comes crashing down, breaking down
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| You hit the ground
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| I’ll be around
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| If it feels like there is no defense
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| Life can hurt, it makes no sense
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| But I’ll be around
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| I won’t pretend like I can save the day
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| Say the words to make it all okay
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| While the world turns away-ay-ayy
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| I’ll stay-ay-ayy, I’ll stay-ay-ayy
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| I’ll stay… I’ll stay-ay-ayy |