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Thought i knew my mind |
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Like the back of my hand |
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The gold and the rainbow |
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But nothing panned out as i planned |
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And they say only milk and honey's |
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Gonna make your soul satisfied |
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Well i better learn how to swim |
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Cause the crossing is chilly and wide |
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Twisted guardrails on the highway |
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Broken glass on the cement |
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A ghost of someone's tragedy |
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How recklessly my time has been spent |
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They say that it's never too late |
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But you don't, you don't get any younger |
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Well i better learn how to starve the emptiness |
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And feed the hunger |
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Up on the watershed |
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Standing at the fork in the road |
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You can stand there and agonize |
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Till your agony's your heaviest load |
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You'll never fly as the crow flies |
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Get used to a country mile |
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When you're learning to face |
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The path at your pace |
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Every choice is worth your while |
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And there's always retrospect |
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(when you're looking back) |
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To light a clearer path |
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Every five years or so i look back on my life |
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And i have a good laugh |
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You start at the top |
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Go full circle round |
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Catch a breeze |
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Take a spill |
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But ending up where i started again |
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Makes me wanna stand still |
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Up on the watershed |
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Standing at the fork in the road |
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You can stand there and agonize |
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Till your agony's your heaviest load |
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You'll never fly as the crow flies |
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Get used to a country mile |
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When you're learning to face |
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The path at your pace |
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Every choice is worth your while |
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Stepping on a crack |
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Breaking up and looking back |
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Til every tree limb overhead just seems to sit and wait |
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Til every step you take becomes a twist of fate |
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Up on the watershed |
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Standing at the fork in the road |
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You can stand there and agonize |
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Till your agony's your heaviest load |
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You'll never fly as the crow flies |
|
Get used to a country mile |
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When you're learning to face |
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The path at your pace |
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Every choice is worth your while |
|
Up on the watershed |
|
Standing at the fork in the road |
|
You can stand there and agonize |
|
Till your agony's your heaviest load |
|
You'll never fly as the crow flies |
|
Get used to a country mile |
|
When you're learning to face |
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The path at your pace |
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Every choice is worth your while |
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And when you're learning to face |
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The path at your pace |
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Every choice is worth your while |
