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And if you follow me son |
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The window wrap around you |
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Carry from the ground |
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You will never be alone |
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You wait one turn to sunlight |
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That's falling on a girl |
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You're still outside the world |
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She's reading books from empty women |
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They're givin beauty tips from empty hips |
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And how is the water of the rain |
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And how is the air of the wind |
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And how are the arms of your mother |
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She's holding you in |
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Watch them as they try to fly their kites inside their bedrooms |
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That were only built for drinking |
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Your thoughts they never lasted long when you were under the sky |
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Above it you can hold a thought forever |
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And how is the water of the rain |
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And how is the air of the wind |
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And how are the arms of your mother |
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She's holding you in |
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And how is the water of the rain |
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And how is the air of the wind |
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And how are the arms of your mother |
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She's holding you in |
