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Boxes full of a life holding me in the night. |
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Paper walls, empty halls, Tennessee. |
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Take my number for to call, take me out before I fall. |
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You are here, you have come. |
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Come for me. |
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California, coming home to me. |
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Mountains move in my chest, turning earth with my breath, as the ocean cuts a river through my dreams. |
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Will I see you at the dawn, with your shield shining on? |
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I will meet you, when you come, come for me. |
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California, coming home to me. |
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There is a light from the west, that shines on me the best |
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California, coming home to me |