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Sleep in some |
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Safe song to hum |
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Dreams we've spun and |
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Will run from |
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The heavy head |
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That goes to bed |
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Wishing for some |
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New day to come and is a |
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High load of the beating of your memories |
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That in their light make your days bright and dark |
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Said in my pockets there is sand |
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Oh, from many different lands |
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I long only for the one that's marked with stars |
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Cuz my home it holds my bed, my head, my heart |
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Spent ten days searching for some sunset |
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Search for sunset, yeah you search for so long |
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Drenched in darkness are you so full of pride now |
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Cuz you saw what you were seeking, now the sunset is gone |
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But the sun will rise a thousand times and |
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Will you still be so surprised to say |
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For every sun that is somewhere setting |
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There is one that is somewhere set to rise |
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Every pretty thing you find yourself forgetting |
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There's a million nasty moments set to widen your eyes |
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So I know it's best to hold my tongue |
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Not trapped myself in time |
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Till you come home and |
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Listen to the ones you cannot remember |
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Sing as loud as the ones you can't forget |
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These autumn days lead to another December |
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Furnished with a feeling that you haven't shaken yet |
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And on and on |
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What went wrong? |
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Sing yourself a story to the same old song, yeah, well |
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It's the lighthouse where I said I'd always love you |
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In the end, where I never knew your name |
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In our lifetimes there's so many things we could do so |
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I wish we wouldn't spend them polishing our own pain |
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And you sang a song for time |
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Give me the one that's right for spying and |
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To the ones as they go past you |
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To the ones that you will one day leave behind |
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Speak kindly to the ones who never found the words to ask you, though |
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A million years could pass and they would never seem to mind |
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And I refuse to believe it was out of how you needed to say |
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Give your heart to everything that you could find |
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Try yourself, you try instead of everything you think, you said |
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Everything that matters is sure to take time |
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Appears some face |
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We'll find it's place |
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Give it time and |
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Give it space |
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Give it a name |
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It'll come if you call it |
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Give it shape |
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Even if that's how you recalled |
