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Make a with, blow them out, do it |
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Maybe if they get around to it |
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You'll get a dedication |
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On your favorite station WLSYou make something out of nothing |
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An afternoon, sunlight and a memory |
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And in the frames I see the flowering of your heart |
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And mine is opening tooDon't learn to drive |
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'Cos you'll drive a car |
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Over the edge of a cliffLearn to ride, ride a white pony |
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Fly and keep the feeling in your bones |
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For when the days all drag and the nights are lonelySchoo. where our fathers learned |
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Beneath the bough of oak and elm |
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Steadfast in thought and deed |
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Our hearts sing hail to theeSo we go out |
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Knocking around |
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Talking about the weekendInside, freezing over |
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Can't hide, sinking like a stone |
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and all you own is an icy feelingSo go try on the night |
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The dress, the shoes, the gaze |
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It's not forever |
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The arc of who you are |
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Is the quicksand to the starsAnd out in the night |
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I hope that you are found |
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Love in the lights and the soundLife's fast, chasing after good times |
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Flies past, then you realize, sometimes |
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You've got to stop and look around |
