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Night crawls on old San Juan |
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No person is missing, no one knows I'm gone |
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I'm full of fire, never been better, never been higher |
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Both butcher and the baker shake like earthquake |
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Never felt faker I'm gonna watch the smoke slip into the sky |
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We are the remnant of the latchkey kids |
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Assumed to pick up rules but we never ever did |
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We were running out of mind just to help us unwind |
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We would run into the field to find the things that were real |
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Digging tunnels through the sand |
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Hold the earth within our hand |
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Spend the night inside a dream |
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Moving earth and changing things |
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We would run out to the field to hide the things that were real |
