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Aint it just like the night, to play tricks when you're trying to be so 
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quiet.
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And we sit here stranded, but we're all doing our best to deny it.  
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And Louise, holds a handful of rain, tempting you to defy it.
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Lights flicker, from the opposite loft.
    C                              G
In this room, the heat pipes just cough.
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The country music station, plays soft but there's nothing, really nothing 
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to turn off.
     G                C    D    G      C/G
Just Louise, and her lover so intwined.
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And these visions, of Johanna have conquered my mind.