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Somewhere on the edge of sleep
There is a taste of peace
Every night we dance in my dreams

But Cupid's an archer
His violent departure
Leaves us at the altar
Wounded, weak and ready to bleed

I'll wash away someday
No monuments made in my name
There is no life I'd trade
You are my reason to remain
And I will remain
Through comfort and pain
Till I wash away

You are all that I can see
Alone I'm obsolete
Every fight is purgatory

Stripped of the armor
We plead and we barter
We stray from our harbor
Searching for some false remedy

I'll wash away someday
No monuments made in my name
There is no life I'd trade
You are my reason to remain
And I will remain
Through comfort and pain
Till I wash away

I could never leave you
You are my first and last love
Everyday I'm near you
I have enough

I'll wash away someday
No monuments made in my name
There is no life I'd trade
You are my reason to remain
And I will remain
Ooh- oh

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