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The bridge is all crumbled. |
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The water soaks into rocks |
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That fell at the bottom of the road (At the end of the town.) |
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The town that we lived in. |
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The memories shaken apart from the weeds that grow |
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Over the sidewalks, |
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Running away from the streets we knew, |
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Sidewalks, |
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Like the time we thought was made for you. |
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Or |
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Out on the front porch, |
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Watching the cars as they go by |
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(Eighteen blue, twenty one grey) |
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Looking ahead for the first time that we could drive, |
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Out on our own, |
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To speed away |
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From the sidewalks, |
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Running away from the streets we knew, |
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Sidewalks, |
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Like the time we thought was made for you. |
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Or |
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All of the days have passed us by, |
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All of the sun is gone away. |
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Sidewalks, |
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Running away from the streets we knew, |
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Sidewalks, |
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Running away from the streets we knew, |
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Sidewalks, |
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Like the time we thought was made for you. |
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(Sidewalks) |
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The bridges are crumpled, |
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(Sidewalks) |
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The water soaks into rocks, |
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That fell at the bottom of the road |
