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If I tell you a lie, then I'll tell you the truth |
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I'm gonna travel down with a brilliant moon |
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Gonna make my way, it's becoming gray |
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It wants to be a child anyway |
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So we travel through the crowd |
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Shook hands, took a bow |
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We travel through the crowd |
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Made our way |
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We took our hands, went to the beach |
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Made homes out of cardboard sheets |
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We saw this love, we had it tough |
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But I had nothing to do with it |
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Nothing to do with it |
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I had nothing to do with it |
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Nothing to do with it |
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If I lose this bay, I'll be the bones |
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If I lose this bay, I'll be the bones |
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If I lose this bay, I'll be the bones |
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I'll never be this bold again |
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Saw a man, saw what he took |
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It was a stack of books and a rusty hook |
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Asked what he'd learned, where he'd been |
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He said he'd traveled to and from every land |
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Saw a million things, shook a million hands |
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But was breaking bread with an old friend |
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When he saw it in his eyes |
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Had nothing to do with it |
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Nothing to do with it |
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Had nothing to do with it |
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Nothing to do with it |
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If I lose this bay, I'll be the bones |
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If I lose this bay, I'll be the bones |
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If I lose this bay, I'll be the bones |
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I'll never be this bold again |
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Inevitable and I |
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Inevitable and I |
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This is something I have never seen before |
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Some kind of secret door |
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There's a man waiting |
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He keeps the men waiting |
