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I remember how simple simplicity used to be |
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Before I tried too hard and chased it away. |
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It would float in, flow through and out of me. |
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Complication, well I rue the day. |
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I'm going to get right, right to the heart of it. |
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I was bigger when I was nothing at all, |
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Just another pilgrim marching to the sunset, |
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And it didn't matter if I got there: |
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It's the journey of it all. |
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CHORUS |
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And it didn't matter if I got there |
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It didn't matter if I got there |
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It never matters if you get there |
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It's the journey of it all |
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Well I'm going to get back now, back to the heart of things. |
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I knew everything when nothing at all. |
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Just another pilgrim marching to the sunset, |
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And it didn't matter if I got there. |
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There's power in being small. |
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