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I don't know why |
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With everyone who tries |
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To leave them self behind |
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And no one ever listens |
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What does it take you to |
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What does it pull you through |
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I had a friend who knew |
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But now he has gone missing |
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And it seems like |
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All the birds might |
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Hit the ground right |
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Before the ocean |
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And you traded your life |
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Like a deer in the headlights |
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They're so beautiful and bright |
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You just start hoping |
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The last taxi kiss |
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With all its emptiness |
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And now you got your wish |
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But you know I'm going to miss you. |
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You say the greats have sailed |
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They've been hung up and nailed |
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They leave you pretty pale |
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Is that what you're taking with you |
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Cause it seems like |
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All the birds might |
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Hit the ground right |
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Before the ocean |
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And you traded your life |
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Like a deer in the headlights |
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They're so beautiful and bright |
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You just start hoping |
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That you're on your way to somewhere good |
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If it's so painful to be |
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Separated from the |
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Part of you who is free |
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Why don't you go it |
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And if you travel alone |
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You'll find more than your own |
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When you get there I know |
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That you will own it |
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Cause it seems like |
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All the birds might |
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Hit the ground right |
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Before the ocean |
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And you traded your life |
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Like a deer in the headlights |
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They're so beautiful and bright |
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You just start hoping |
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That you're on your way to somewhere good, |
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That you're on your way to somewhere good... |
