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Some paths will not forget you |
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Some roads remember footsteps, yeah |
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Even though you left |
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Some paths will not forget you |
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Some roads remember footsteps, yeah, yeah |
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Even though you wept |
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White horses dancing on the ocean |
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Coal fire burnin' in the hills |
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Sweet smell of rain upon the dry land |
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Point to the ground and ask are you still |
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Some paths will not forget you |
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Some roads remember footsteps, yeah |
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Even though you left |
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Some paths will not forget you |
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Some roads remember footsteps, yeah, yeah |
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Even though you wept |
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Once upon a country road you danced |
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Smell of orange leaves crushed up in your hands |
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Sun so hot it shimmered on the pavement |
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Said it looked like diamonds in the sand |
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Some paths will not forget you |
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Some roads remember footsteps, yeah |
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Even though you left a long, long time ago |
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Some paths will not forget you |
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Some roads remember footsteps, yeah, yeah |
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Even though you wept |
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Hear familiar voices out in the distance, yeah |
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Hoping someone out there will throw you a line' |
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Cause we're all out here on the edge of existence, yeah |
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We're all out here on the edge of time, time, time, time |
