Epiphany

Taylor Swift

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    Keep your helmet, keep your life, son
    Just a flesh wound, here's your rifle
    Crawling up the beaches now
    Sir, I think he's bleeding out
    And some things you just can't speak about

    With you I serve, with you I fall down, down
    Watch you breathe in, watch you breathing out, out

    Something med school did not cover
    Someone's daughter, someone's mother
    Holds your hand through plastic now
    Doc, I think she's crashing out
    And some things you just can't speak about

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    Only twenty minutes to sleep
    But you dream of some epiphany
    Just one single glimpse of relief
    To make some sense of what you've seen

    With you I serve, with you I fall down, down
    Watch you breathe in, watch you breathing out, out
    With you I serve, with you I fall down, down
    Watch you breathe in, watch you breathing out, out

    Only twenty minutes to sleep
    But you dream of some epiphany
    Just one single glimpse of relief
    To make some sense of what you've seen

    Song details

    Composition: Aaron Dessner and Taylor Swift

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