Tale of the Flight (Just Like This)

I was polishing my medal, given for a wicked twist
On the principles of logic and the warning signs I missed
Without going into detail, I could shine a little light
So we do not lose the lesson or the soft tail of the flight
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I had just come out the frontdoor of her brownstone from a kiss
When a flashbulb from a taxi passed beside me like a wish
As the glare danced off her window, of a secret almost kept
Damaged words she'd whisper and then repeat for effect
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Well maybe it goes on forever, or maybe it goes on the list

Like a boot-heel on the sidewalk, keeping time 'til triggers click
There's a penalty for vigilance - a bullet, for a brit
It was right after I noticed, bold convictions turn to clay
They keep the scales of justice balanced
But they won't ask what they weigh
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With special keys & combinations, and a hotline just for tips
They were unsure if she was in on it, a victim, or a slip
Never mind proper procedure, don't unwind a blinding road
"We just need you for a minute, dear, to make sure your story's told"
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Like a boot-heel on the sidewalk...
Like a boot-heel on the sidewalk...

So maybe it goes on forever, or maybe it's lost in the mist

Ran from clues in sarasota, jumped a train for morgan's cliff
By the time they leaked my motive, the rumored alibi went stiff
As the car we'll say I 'borrowed', died a quick death on its side
I was made a hero's offer if for forever I would hide
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