The Letters

You never liked to get
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 The letters that I sent
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 But now you've got the gist
 Of what my letters meant
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 You're reading them again
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 The ones you didn't burn
 
 You press them to your lips
 My pages of concern
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 I said there'd been a flood
 I said there's nothing left
 I hoped that you would come
 I gave you my address
 Your story was so long
 The plot was so intense
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 It took you years to cross
 The lines of self-defense
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 The wounded forms appear
 The loss, the full extent
 
 And simple kindness here
 The solitude of strength
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 I said there'd been a flood
 I said there's nothing left
 I hoped that you would come
 I gave you my address
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 You walk into my room
 
 You stand there at my desk
 
 Begin your letter to
 The one who's coming next
 (Begin your letter to)
 (Ooohoo)
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 (The one who's coming next)
 You never liked to get
 The letters that I sent
 But now you've got the gist
 Of what my letters meant
 You're reading them again
 The ones you didn't burn
 You press them to your lips
 My pages of concern
 I said there'd been a flood
 I said there's nothing left
 I hoped that you would come
 I gave you my address
 Your story was so long
 The plot was so intense
 Took you years to cross
 The lines of self-defense
 The wounded forms appear
 The loss, the full extent
 And simple kindness here
 The solitude of strength