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"Watchin' this stretch of road, |
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Miles of light explode, |
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Driftin' off the thing I've never done before. |
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Watchin' the crowd roll in, |
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Out go the lights, It Begins. |
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Feeling in my bones I've never felt before. |
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People always told me, |
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That bars are dark & lonely, |
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And talk is often cheap & filled with air. |
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Sure sometimes it thrills me, |
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But nothing could ever chill me, |
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Like the way they make the time just disappear. |
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Feelin' you're here again, |
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Hard on my skin again, |
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Feelin' good a thing, I've never known before, |
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What does it mean to feel? |
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Millions of dreams come real, |
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Feeling in my soul I've never felt before. |
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And you, you always told me, |
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No matter how long it holds me, |
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If it falls apart or makes us millionaires, |
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We'll be right here forever, |
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Go through this thing together, |
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And on Heaven's Golden Shore, We'll lay our heads." |
