:'(:'( BEDSHAPE Many's the time I ran with you down The rainy roads of our old town Many's the lives we lived in each day And buried altogether Don't laugh at me Don't look away You'll follow me back With the sun in your eyes And on your own Bedshaped and legs of stone You'll knock on my door and up we'll go In white light I don't think so But what do I know? I know you think I'm holding you down And I've fallen by the wayside now And I don't understand the same things as you But I do Don't laugh at me Don't look away You'll follow

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