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Well I started out down a dirty road |
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Started out all alone |
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And the sun went down, as I crossed the hill |
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And the town lit up, the world got still |
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I'm learning to fly, but I ain't got wings |
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Coming down is the hardest thing |
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Well the good ol' days, may not return |
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And the rocks might melt & the sea may burn |
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I'm learning to fly, but I ain't got wings |
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Coming down is the hardest thing |
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Well some say life will beat you down, break your heart, steal your |
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crown |
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So I've started out, for God knows where |
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I guess I'll know when I get there |
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I'm learning to fly, around the clouds, |
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But what goes up must come down |
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I'm learning to fly, but I ain't got wings |
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Coming down is the hardest thing |
