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Days in motion |
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From the west coasts to the ocean |
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Mainline to the sunset |
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As we're sitting in the van |
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We're heading out to mainland |
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Age is nothing but a number |
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The difference in experience that we relate |
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Well the distance from where the heart lies |
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Between the words and sometimes, |
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It's a meaning to interpret and relate |
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And a moment in explosions, like looking out the window |
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As we're passing by the places out of state |
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A conversation |
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Ending in frustration |
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I never saw the faces |
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Before it was too late |
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Indecision |
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Is better than compliance |
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Questioning the motives |
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Before it turns to hate |
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Well the distance from where the heart lies |
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Between the words and sometimes, |
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It's a meaning to interpret and relate |
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And a moment in explosions, like looking out the window |
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As we're passing by the places out of state |
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A seconds chance to get things right |
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Transition between the dark and the light |
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Coming home to the same things |
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Leaves me wanting more |
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Well the distance from where the heart lies |
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Between the words and sometimes, |
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It's a meaning to interpret and relate |
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And a moment in explosions, like looking out the window |
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As we're passing by the places out of state |
