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I had a good dream- |
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We built a home. |
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It was far from perfect, |
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But we made it our own. |
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We lived a good life, |
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We gave and we borrowed. |
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It was far from perfect, |
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But we made it our own. |
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When everything around us changed, we felt okay. |
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No learning curve could ever bend us too far out of shape. |
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When we took one step forward, and five steps behind, |
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We were still more than able to walk a straight line. |
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We had a white picket fence in the front yard, |
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Where our grass was plenty green. |
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Every window in our house |
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Welcomed in the sun's company. |
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We had hardwood floors and unlocked doors, |
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Our glass was plenty full. |
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Though our bills were only barely met, |
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Our hearts were plenty whole. |
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When everything around us changed, we felt okay. |
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No learning curve could ever bend us too far out of shape. |
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When darkness was the price of light, we weren't afraid. |
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For the time we've spent was more than worth |
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Any interest that we've paid. |
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We lived a good life, a good life, |
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When my eyes were closed. |
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Though the question marks were all the same |
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And the burdens never left, |
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We gambled everything we loved, |
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As though there was some kind of safety net. |
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When everything around us changed, we felt okay. |
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No learning curve could ever bend us too far out of shape. |
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When darkness was the price of light, we weren't afraid. |
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For the time we've spent was more than worth |
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Any interest that we've paid. |
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And when my good dream |
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Came to an end, |
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I woke up more than ready to bend. |
