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Yeah, so I'll be on my way |
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With only memories to fade |
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And all I carry with me |
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All the things I never see |
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I'm gonna look now |
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If I jump and fall and land |
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Flat on my face again |
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Then I know this too shall pass |
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'Cause never ever really lasts |
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No not even the bad |
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And it's true my heart's a mess |
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Oh, but it was never really clean I guess |
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I have said all I will confess to you |
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Now it's just open road and open eyes |
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And right where the water meets the sky |
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Is where I'll hold you my dear |
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No you'll never be so near |
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As when my eyes are on the horizon |
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And it's true my heart's a mess |
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Oh, but it was never really clean I guess |
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I have said all I will confess to you |
