The Precipice

The Classic Crime

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    I wish I could play the violin
    I'd play 'till tears rolled down your cheek and chin
    And if you sang along
    We could write the saddest song
    Sometimes I indulge my every whim
    And piece-by-piece, I build the cell I'm in
    But I only stay here long
    Enough to write the saddest song

    I dreamt I stood on a hill that I wished was a mountain
    To look back on all my accomplishments
    Well, they must have been small,
    Because I coudn't seem to find them
    So I took a leap off of the precipice

    I wish I could play piano well
    I'd hit the keys that make your spirit swell
    And if you sang along
    We could write the saddest song

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    I dreamt I stood on a hill that I wished was a mountain
    To look back on all my accomplishments
    Well, they must have been small,
    Because I coudn't seem to find them
    So I took a leap off of the precipice

    Whatever the cost
    Whether it works out or not
    Whatever the cost
    Whether it works out or not
    I'll follow you
    I'll follow you with my heart

    I dreamt I stood on a hill that I wished was a mountain
    To look back on all my accomplishments
    Well, they must have been small,
    Because I coudn't seem to find them
    So I took a leap off of the precipice

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