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A cabin built for families, not for one |
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These fills are solitary, |
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Lonely Rivers run |
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Ocean crash duets with cars in canyon pass |
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Oh the mountains, |
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Majestic force humility |
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This coffin's in my shadow, |
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Tied to me |
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There's Questions |
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I can't follow, |
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Colors I can't see |
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Days scream past, |
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Nights are long in city escape |
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From sunset to mourning mocks eternity |
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Falling, Falling |
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This life is in splinters |
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And hands over eyes protect innocent blinding |
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Falling, Falling |
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Balance is broken, a lifetime of choking |
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Leaves you blue |
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This isolation chamber, disguised but true |
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Enough to kill this stranger, nothing left to do |
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Freedom's lost its clarity and breathing comes fast |
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This escape is essential to live another day |