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[ti:From the Ground Up] |
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[ar:Sleeping at Last] |
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[al:Yearbook] |
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One by one the knots we've tied will come undone |
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Like picking locks we'll sow our seeds beneath the sun |
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Our accomplice is the rain with patience that of saints |
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It grows and grows our home sweet home |
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It took me 27 years to wrap my head around this |
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To brush the ashes off of everything I love |
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Where courage was contagious confidence was key |
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Right as rain and soft as snow |
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It grows and grows and grows our home sweet home |
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We'll try to document this light with cameras to our eyes |
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In an effort to remember what being mended feels like |
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We're home sweet home |
