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When you're reaching for the sky |
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Do you ever wonder why |
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You always come up empty |
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But it's still so tempting |
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It's the same old story |
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Chorus: |
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Summers pass |
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You tell yourself you're changing |
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Free at last cause now you're rearranging |
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All that was it hurts because |
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Sleepless nights |
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Remind you that you're standing |
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Still between the jump |
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And where you're landing |
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Sight and sound will lift you down |
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Fires bum for just one night |
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They only give off so much light |
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Do you really need that |
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Or are you trying to feed that |
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Hunger deep within you |
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You'll never fill that space |
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Time cannot erase |
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The emptiness that makes you numb |
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Search for something real |
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Maybe then you'd feel the son |
