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Hey little brother the winds of the world |
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Have ruffled your soft and weakened wings |
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And though i can't hold you as i look into your eyes |
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I can see the film that disappointment brings |
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I know it's rained upon your childhood dreams |
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The games you've been playing |
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Weren't quite what they seemed |
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How can i tell you don't bang your head against the wall |
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The wall i've been banging and praying might fall |
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Your time will come on another day |
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And your dreams will flame and in the fire play |
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On another day |
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I know it's hard for you to understand |
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There are no flying angels come to lend a hand |
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No smiling faces lined for you to meet |
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It looks like that in twisted glass |
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From the kind side of the street |
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Chorus |
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Repeat 1st verse |
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Chorus |
