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There's such a wind |
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And it's cold outside |
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To feel your skin |
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Is the only way out. |
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It's creeping in |
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And you can't stop all your limbs from slowing down |
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I can't move forward anymore |
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It's so much harder than i thought |
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When we start at the end |
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We all finish where we began. |
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And i need more than one time |
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Changing all of these wrongs |
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All of these wrongs to rights. |
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My tracks are gone |
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And there's birds overhead. |
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As clouds descend. |
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I can't tell what's the sky |
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And what's the ground |
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I can't move forward anymore |
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It's so much harder than i thought |
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Is there any getting past |
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When we start at the end |
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We all finish where we began. |
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And i need more than one time |
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Changing all of these wrongs |
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All of these wrongs to rights. |
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When we start at the end |
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We all finish where we began |
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And all our ceilings are skies |
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If we can outlast our lives, our lives |
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When we start at the end |
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We all finish where we began. |
