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Lately, lately I've seen you in your dream |
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Lost in a clouded mind |
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Held down by all the things that seem so real |
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The world you can't leave behind |
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You've made all of the money you could spens |
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You're begging for something more |
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Behind the prison tou call your home my friends |
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The light in the endless dark |
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Lately, you've followed your fears under the bed |
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And fell for a hundred years |
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Into the arms of a wounded melody |
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The promise that love's still here |
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You held a cynical world like God's bruised fruit |
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Chopped from a sacred tree |
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It's us, the enemy we fought all these years |
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The stories of you and me |
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So we hurry, go faster and faster to find that we've ran our whole life |
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Forgoing the sweetest view |
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There's a buzz like a lightbulb up to our ears |
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Promise that love's still here |
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Retrace the steps in the snow to find your friend |
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'Cause the child had melt so fast |
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Big dreams, the future you taste on summer's time |
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Having it just won't last |
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Right here, we've all got the answer in our heart |
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If we could just let that go |
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Lifetimes of beautiful sunday church bell girls |
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The junkies upon the floor |
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So we hurry, go faster and faster to find that we've ran our whole life |
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Forgoing the sweetest view |
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We could argue forever and ever, be clear |
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Promise that love's still here |
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If forever and ever and ever we find that we've ran our whole life |
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Forgoing the sacred view |
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There's a buzz like a lightbuld up to our ears |
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Promise that love's still here |
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The promise that love's still here |
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The promise that love's still here |
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The promise that love's still here |
