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He's just the kind

of man you hear about,

who leaves his family

for an easy out.

They never saw the signs,

he never said a word,

he couldn't take another day.

Carry me to the shoreline,

bury me in the sand.

Walk me across the water

and maybe you'll understand.

Once the stone you're crawling under

is lifted off your shoulders.

Once the cloud that's raining

over your head disappears.

The noise that you'll hear

is the crashing down of hollow years.

She's not the kind

of girl you hear about,

she'll never want another,

she'll never be without.

She'll give you all the signs,

she'll tell you everything,

then turn around and walk away.

Carry me to the shoreline,

bury me in the sand.

Walk me across the water

and maybe you'll understand.

Once the stone you're crawling under

is lifted off your shoulders.

Once the cloud that's raining

over your head disappears.

The noise that you'll hear

is the crashing down of hollow years.

Once the stone

you're crawling under...