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Sitting across from you |
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Your hand falls to the side |
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When you hear the suggestion |
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You're running from the light |
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It's the pull of the drawstring |
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That comes as a surprise |
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When you're so close to heaven |
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I'll help you take the dive |
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I might fall |
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I might break down |
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No one |
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Can outstound you there |
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how many thoughts |
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how many wishes going drive |
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when you loosen your grip |
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and all your demons got by |
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with a head full of steam |
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and a singleness of mind |
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you'll get into the beach |
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make a motion in time |
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what is |
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what is not |
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what is |
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what is not |
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fading falling |
