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It's like a trampoline |
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We'll fly we'll fall and we'll dream |
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That we'll make it to the |
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Stars in the sky above |
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It's what life is like |
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Oh it's what it's like |
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And we grow so fast |
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We make everything last |
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Cause we rely on our |
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Makers to mold us |
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And draw out our maps |
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This is what it's like |
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We fly we soar through |
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The story of our lives |
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And we're caught up in |
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A thousand spider webs and lies |
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So let it go, let the pages turn on their own |
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Let the author of your life do some writing |
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Oh it's what it's like |
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It's time to leave the people who have taught us all |
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And taught us what to believe in |
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We've got to make a choice and take a stand |
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And find out where it was |
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What we'll call home |
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This is what this life is like |
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We fly we soar through |
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The story of our lives |
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And we're caught up in |
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A thousand spider webs and lies |
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So let it go, let the |
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Pages turn on there own |
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Let the author of your life write |
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I promise you will make it out alive |
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I promise you will see a brand new light |
