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Just a silly note |
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I was hoping you could finally read. |
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But I know you're busy vanishing so, |
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I'll leave it in a song. |
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You broke up the chains, |
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holding all the history made. |
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Decided just to sail it away, |
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leaving it in the sea. |
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So I've got to find another way to connect. |
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Cause even If I follow, the map would lie. |
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Even if I follow it home, the map would lie. |
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I would wait for you here, but I already fear you're living in another ocean by now. |
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even if I follow it home, the map would lie to keep me from a sad goodbye. |
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Is it black and white? |
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And crumbling around the edge? |
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And wrapping up in spiderwebs |
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all when you're thinking back? |
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Cause I'm here on the sand |
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standing with a compass in hand. |
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Waiting for the arrow to spin, |
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leading me gradually. |
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So I've got to find another way to connect. |
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Cause even If I follow, the map would lie. |
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Even if I follow it home, the map would lie. |
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I would wait for you here, but I already fear you're living in another ocean by now. |
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even if I follow it home, the map would lie to keep me from a sad goodbye. |
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Oh and the sound is so haunting, love. |
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yeah, and it's getting a little old to me. |
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But I've got it together and somehow I will find another way to connect. |
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Even if I've got to find another way to get back. |
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Cause even If I follow, the map would lie. |
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Even if I follow it home, the map would lie. |
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I would wait for you here, but I already fear you're living in another ocean by now. |
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even if I follow it home, the map would lie to keep me from a sad goodbye. |
