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If I stop...wishing |
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Putting hope in far off stars |
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If I could follow |
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Dreams more close to home |
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Be happy where things are |
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When left alone in anxious silence {I'm staring at these pages, their words are taking form} |
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my thoughts conveyed continue living {I'm putting faith in things that I never thought I would before} |
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And laces these lines with hopeful words {I'll tear down discarded thoughts, that I've built up to keep this in} |
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that curl and dance across the page {I'll slam the door on misery, and choose to live this life instead} |
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All of us are here |
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To repeat ourselves |
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Til I find a better way, Til I find a better way |
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The sum of all our fears, our only vow |
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Til I find a better way, Til I find a better way |
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Sharing secrets in the pages |
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Scrawling words to keep me sane |
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To distract from discontent |
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This pen becomes my voice |
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And I'll let the ink take form |
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To the words I'm too afraid to say |
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{And I'll follow} |
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All of us are here |
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To repeat ourselves |
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Til I find a better way, Til I find a better way |
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The sum of all our fears, our only vow |
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Til I find a better way, Til I find a better way |
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I'm ready to call sanctuary |
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But these four walls will not protect me |
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And the sun rays light the door way |
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I shield my eyes, and look away |
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And let the voices sing to me |
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All of us are here |
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To repeat ourselves |
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Til I find a better way, Til I find a better way |
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The sum of all our fears, our only vow |
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Til I find a better way, Til I find a better way |
