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Walking the line |
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You feel your way |
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Lost and found and lost again |
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Chasing shadows moonlight miles away |
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Heart aches like a phantom limb |
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Every corner hides a ghost |
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A last good kiss |
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A freeze-frame memory |
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An open door inviting one more getaway |
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He wants to see you |
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You know he'll always be there when he needs you |
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You stood the storm |
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The air is clearing now |
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Pockets filled with stones |
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Don't get lost in the undertow |
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Take a breathe and close your eyes |
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No more nights lashed to the mast |
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Come in from the cold |
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Days of grace are dead ahead |
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No more border crossing |
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Stay where you are |
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The same stars are in your sky |
