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It was rust and rags |
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But we got that scrap dream glowing |
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Swore we were throwing |
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A wrench info the gadget age |
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It was smoke and mirrors |
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Could've laughed at that tin joke forever |
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I'm sorry you'll never |
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Risk living such a pretty lie |
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Would you have tried that? |
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Think you could've pulled it off? |
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OK start with something simple like... |
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Go make the weather |
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Go pull the stars closer in |
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Go make the weather |
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Go race light |
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Go build the wind |
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Now it's black and white |
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Now my golden and green's turning grayer |
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But we were the players |
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And old enough to act like kids |
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It was bait and switch |
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Just seven minutes in heaven |
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But we called it even |
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To even have it last that long |
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Such a pretty lie |
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Are you gonna try that? |
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Maybe you can pull it off |
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Ever entertain the thought you might... |
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Go make the weather |
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Go pull the stars closer in |
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Go make the weather |
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Go race light |
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Go build the wind |
