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What was it like to see |
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The face of your own stability |
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Suddenly look away |
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Leaving you with the dead and hopeless? |
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Eleven and she was gone. |
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Eleven is when we waved good-bye. |
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Eleven is standing still, |
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Waiting for me to free him |
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By coming home. |
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Moving me with a sound. |
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Opening me within a gesture. |
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Drawing me down and in, |
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Showing me where it all began, |
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Eleven. |
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It took so long to realize that |
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You hold the light that's been leading me back home. |
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Under a dead ohio sky, |
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Eleven has been and will be waiting, |
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Defending his light, |
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And wondering... |
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Where the hell have I been? |
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Sleeping, lost, and numb. |
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So glad that I have found you. |
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I am wide awake and heading home. |
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Hold your light, |
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Eleven. |
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Lead me through each gentle step by step |
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by inch by loaded memory. |
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I'll move to heal |
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As soon as pain allows so we can |
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Reunite and both move on together. |
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Hold your light, |
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Eleven. Lead me through each gentle step by step |
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By inch by loaded memory |
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'till one and one are one, eleven, |
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So glow, child, glow. |
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I'm heading back home. |