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you and me |
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swim upstream |
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against the flow we go |
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like salmon swim |
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to mountain tops |
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it's the only thing we know |
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neon lights |
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and big city streets |
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along in you grows |
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we drag the brush |
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as time goes on |
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winding trails of blue |
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for those to see |
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the paths we took |
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to make a dream come true |
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neon lights |
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and these city streets |
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your presence overdue |
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we lead not follow |
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and that's hard to do |
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when no one follows you |
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with nothing new |
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we will pretend |
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invent our world again |
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the neon lights |
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how they shined for you |
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they'll shine for others too |
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we lead not follow |
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and the aim was true |
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and so they followed you |
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they followed you |