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Up here in my tree, yeah... |
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Newspapers meant enough to me, yeah...no... |
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No more crowbars to my head, yeah... |
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I'm trading stories with the leaves instead, yeah... |
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Wave to all my friends, yeah... |
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They don't seem to notice me, no... |
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All their eyes trained on the street, yo, oh... |
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Sidewalk cigarettes and scenes, yeah...yeah... |
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Up here so high I start to escape |
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Up here so high, the sky I scrape |
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I'm so high, I hold just one breath here within my chest |
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Just like innocence... |
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I remember him, yeah... |
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I swore I knew everything, oh yeah... |
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They say knowledge is a dream, yeah... |
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He's growing up just like me, yeah... |
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I'm so light, the wind he shakes |
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I'm so high, the sky I scrape, yeah... |
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I'm so light I hold just one breath and go back to my nest |
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Sleep with innocence... |
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Up here so high, the bars they break... |
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Up here so high, the sky I scrape... |
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Had my eyes peeled both wide open, and I got a glimpse... |
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Of my innocence...got back my innocence... |
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Baby, got it...still got it... |