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Asaf Avidan - To love another
She tilted down her head
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And brushed her hair aside
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And lifted up that holy gaze
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Beneath her eyelids
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Her beating lashes were
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The witnesses
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That heared every single word
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She wouldn't say but I did
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And when her lips came back
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To touch after a smile
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She pressed them way to hard
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So they would reconcile
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Her colour darkened to a red
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Of every blood of every dead
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That ever dare to love another
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She pulled her head aside
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And when she brought it back
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I swear a little
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Broken girl was in her body
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And as a prophecy
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When tripling down her cheek
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She said: 'Don't you think
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To fall is just a study'
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And when the star
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Upon her lip was glued to mine
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All of the stars
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In all the skies had to aligne
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And then we both just disappear
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In every hope, in every fear
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Of what it means to love another
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Another day was passing
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In her eyes
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I realize she never said
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'I love you' in the morning
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But as I watch
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The sunset in her gaze
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There is a haze of night
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That doesn't want to be the warning
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And when she parts her lips
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To wet them with her tongue
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They bear the weight
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Of every word of every song
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And I am left there in that chair
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Without a clue, without a care
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Insisting I could love another
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Her eyes were searching in my soul
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I asked her what it is she saw
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She answered only with her silence
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But then she took a pen And drew
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An entire ocean made of glue
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And it is fallen words to island
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And through her lips
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I felt the beating of her heart
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I name the upperlip the end
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The lowerlip to start
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I said I never let them touch
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I want to open them so much
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We'll never stop to love another
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And through her lips
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I felt the beating of her heart
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I name the upperlip the end
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The lowerlip to start
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I said I never let them touch
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I want to open them so much
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We'll never stop to love another
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