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In the land of the eternal night time, there’s a single lamppost on a far off hill, the 
E         C#m      A              E                                B               C#m    A
people go to see if their own shadows grow out of their feet and are with them 
E
still
(2):
 E              C#m         A                E            B            C#m          A
The trees outside tap dance in our windows while our ancestors all roll in their 
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graves, she throws out four of her old dresses for every one she saves
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And she says these old things look better in the window I think id much rather 
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imagine them on someone new
Bridge
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E|--2-2-2-4-5---5-7-9-7-5------------------------------|