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In the land of the eternal night time, there’s a single lamppost on a far off hill, the
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people go to see if their own shadows grow out of their feet and are with them
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still
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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
E|-----------------------------------------------------|
B|-----------------------------------------------------|
G|--3-3-3-4-6---6-8-9-8-6------------------------------|
D|-----------------------------------------------------|
A|-----------------------------------------------------|
E|--2-2-2-4-5---5-7-9-7-5------------------------------|
