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if i could rearrange my words, |
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i'd say what i mean. |
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if i could learn to count the cards, |
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i'd risk everything. |
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imagine how brave i'd be |
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if i knew i'd be safe. |
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if i could only know the end, |
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i'd be a prodigy of faith. |
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if i had a treasure map, oh the answers i'd find. |
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i'd dust off the artifacts 'til i made 'em all shine. |
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everything i know is borrowed, broken or blind, |
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and what i've seen of beautiful feels merely implied. |
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is it the treatment of symptoms or a touch of divine? |
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i guess the truth is that the truth is of complex design. |
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how i ache to know. |
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God knows that i know we're little boats in the great big sea. |
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setting sail after sail in the hopes of finding a breeze. |
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every compass i have followed i've trusted and denied. |
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so it goes with an ever-changing definition of right. |
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is it the treatment of symptoms or a touch of divine? |
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i guess the truth is that the truth is of complex design. |
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if ignorance is bliss, then i guess i'm in heaven. |
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but this hesitant kiss sends me back to the grasp of the sea. |
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setting sail after sail in the hopes of finding a breeze. |
