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The cool air |
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Takes me back, |
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Just for a moment, |
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And I spend it all without realization. |
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I have to go back. |
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I have to go back. |
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It's not fair. |
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I wish that time would stop for me, |
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Just this once, |
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But it never will, so run it off. |
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I'm still here. |
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I know you're waiting for me past the doorway |
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And if it's you that's haunting me, say something. |
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And if it's you that's haunting me, say something. |
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If it's you that's haunting me, just speak. |
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I've come this far with a different map in each of my hands. |
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They're drawn completely from memory. |
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One takes me home, one takes me nowhere in particular. |
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I always seem to pick the path with all the shortcuts open |
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And the lines and the circles more steadily drawn. |
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(I guess there's only one more way to go.) |
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I always seem to say the things that I had promised I would leave unspoken |
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And act surprised when they come tumbling out into the air and sounding wrong. |
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(We've all been way too far away from home.) |
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I never thought of what would happen if I ever found the gate closed, |
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Tethered in rusted thread and iced over blue and grey from the cold. |
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(It's time to break off all those chains of old.) |
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But the gate holds, allowing entrance to the wind and smaller leaves and I am stuck now, homebound. |
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(I guess there's only one more way to go.) |
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Can I turn back? |
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Is it too late? |
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Is there some place I belong? |
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Is there any place to call a home? |
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I guess there's only one real way to know. |
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Is this the only way? |
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As shallow as the water is, it swallows me. |
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And I can't stop looking at the world around me solemnly. |
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As we stand here in the fallen leaves, |
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Will you promise me, just promise me |
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That no matter what the weather's like, you'll follow me, follow me? |
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And no matter what I say, you'll take it honestly, honestly to heart? |
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I've got a long way to go and if I do it alone I won't make it. |
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The call of the void is coming from the balcony. |
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"L'appel du vide." |
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So now I let my fate take over |
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And as I sink into the consequence below, |
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This is how far we go. |
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This is how far we go. |
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So now I let my fate take over |
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And as I sink into the consequence below, |
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This is how far we go. |
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This is how far we go. |
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Face forward falling straight for the pavement, |
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Mouth open catching death just to taste it. |
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Twist my body to align with the stars, |
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This is my favorite part. |
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This is my favorite part: |
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Suspended close to earth but very far. |
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This is my favorite part. |
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Once we touch the ground we forget who we are. |
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I guess I finally had the courage to go away. |
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The promises we made were made hollowly. |
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Sometimes you'd reassure me we'd be okay. |
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But you'd always leave. |
