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There was no cameras brought for pictures to hold all the small details |
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We left them all behind, we left them all behind |
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There was a place for and there was a time for, we arrive to leave again |
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There is no point in a keepsake when you run from collections |
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I know one day there will be a book or a song line to remind me how much it meant to be |
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Hungry, exhausted, and alone |
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Direction is a point, direction is a purpose |
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Destination is a reason to live, oh this heart beats |
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This could be any day, this could be any year |
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This could be any stage, this could be any city |
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All that matters is we are moving on |
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The roadside graveyards pass and we escape, we escape, we escape, we escape repeating |
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The construction of a nation building up |
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And the destruction of a nation tearing down to build again |
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Oh, oh trailing taillights like the ghosts of the last |
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To escape those past en route to arrival |
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We're never going home |