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Off the Hook |
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| 1 | I see you walking from your maple trees - | |
| 2 | Moon is full – corn is to your knees. | |
| 3 | There’s no shadow on your face; | |
| 4 | You’re in your world – you’re in your place - | |
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I disappear without a trace. |
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| 6 | I hear you singin’ ‘bout this hard, hard heart; | |
| 7 | Shrouded soul that's tearing us apart. | |
| 8 | That’s OK, I’ll take the blame - | |
| 9 | My coat of mail – your ball and chain. | |
| 10 | You know – I thank you just the same. | |
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And you’re sure gonna miss me now I’m gone. |
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| 12 | Who else is going to drive you home, | |
| 13 | Talk you down over the phone, | |
| 14 | From my cellar in the BoHo zone? | |
| 15 | Who’s gonna lash you to the mast | |
| 16 | So you can face, as you sail past, | |
| 17 | The Sirens’ call that’s closing fast: | |
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You’re off the hook for now at last. |
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| 19 | I know you well and how you toe the line. | |
| 20 | I’m sure you’ll break the spell if given time. | |
| 21 | Make no mistake: I’m on my way - | |
| 22 | Judgement called, sentence stayed; | |
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Diamonds and rust already paid. |
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