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[ti:These Old Wings] |
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[ar:Anna Nalick] |
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[al:Broken Doll and Odds and Ends] |
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He raised his hand, for the last time she could stand |
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And the room was a grave that night |
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She left a note, it said "I'm not coming home" |
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It took courage, but she took flight |
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And what are you really holding onto? |
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Life is a tightrope, and you're burning, burning, burning both ends |
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It don't always move the way it ought to |
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But don't let the ground drag you around |
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And these old wings |
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Have been a long time, been a long time coming |
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These old wings |
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Just gotta be good for something |
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Burn these strings so I can see what these old broken things |
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What these old wings can do |
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She sold the car for $1100 bucks |
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And a bottle of something sweet |
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She caught a train and counted seven stops |
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And got off when she felt free |
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And what are you really holding onto? |
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Life is a tightrope, and you're burning, burning, burning both ends |
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It don't always move the way it ought to |
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But don't let the ground drag you around |
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And these old wings |
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Have been a long time, been a long time coming |
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These old wings just gotta be good for something |
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Burn these strings so I can see what these old broken things |
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If these old wings can fly |
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Fly, fly, fly |
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Fly old wings, high |
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She found herself |
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Where people go in gloom |
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For friends that are buried there |
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She wrote a note to God in a balloon |
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And watched as it disappeared |
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And what are you really holding onto? |
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Life is a tightrope, and you're burning, burning, burning both ends |
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You don't always move the way it ought to |
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But don't let the ground drag you around |
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And these old wings |
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Have been a long time, been a long time coming |
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These old wings have just gotta be good for something |
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Burn these strings so I can see what these broken things |
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With these old wings can do |