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We went silent for a minute as our bags |
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Dissappeared into that hole |
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With their ribbons and their nametags |
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Right then I knew I wanted so much more |
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Than a mouth full of tricks |
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And a house with a low front door |
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Well I was only 17 at the time |
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But I wrote down those words |
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And kept them as a life line |
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And my memory is stubborn as a child |
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Pulling at my pant leg |
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Staring up with questioning eyes |
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But I thought we had a deal |
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That we don't feel this again |
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If it's the last thing we feel |
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Just wanted to belong to something real |
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One last time knot on the line |
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So now I think about you day and night |
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You're the skyline in the rearview |
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And the hope in the headlights |
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But while you claimed that |
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I was just floating through my days |
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I was sitting on the shoulder of time |
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Rpeating a phrase |
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Which seemed ideal |
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Yet I couldn't help the urge |
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To put a spinning on the wheel |
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Just wanted to belong to something real |
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One last time knot on the line |
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One last time |
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Not made forwards |
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We could move forwards |
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I just want to change my mind |
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The brave storms of our youth I'd just end |
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You were sleeping on my shoulder |
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Wile the plane descended |
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And I thought about the leaves and the trees |
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How everything grows |
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But then devours efficiently |
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But all that pass as it tumble |
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And we grab for our oxygen masks |
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I started screaming out your name |
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Something I always find myself trying |
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Wen I dream of dying |
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