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This Ache - Blues Traveler
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This Ache Blues Traveler

This Ache - Blues Traveler
This ache
That follows you down
From wherever you both came from
Well, it won't leave
Quietly
It just waits here noisily with me

I turn to go but quite instead
It sinks its fangs into my head
And gnaws upon me like a greedy bone
The fragrant scent of parts unknown
I try my best but it gets worse
And fearful of this blessed curse
The moon is full, I feel my teeth
My instincts give no sympathy for me

And all I want is to stay
Here with you
For at least a couple of minutes more
In your front seat
By any reason I can find
My right foot still dangling out your door

This ache
That follows you down
From wherever you both came from
Well, it won't leave
Quietly
It just waits here noisily with me
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