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This is how I spent my youth |
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Staring at the ground |
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And sometimes up at the sky |
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Through feigned New England trees |
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That seemed as grand as these |
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Wide-eyed wide eyes |
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This is where my heart begins |
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Western sun has all but gone |
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Down behind the mountain |
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In our town we walk around |
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So quiet I can hear |
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Our words etched in the air |
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Clean lines will clean lines |
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This is where my heart begins to mend |
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Some things lost |
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Some things gained |
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Each time you go |
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Each time you change |
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It has to be a choice you make |
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A baby cries a cardinal call |
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Wings upon the air |
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Piano rill, a childhood song |
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A boy as young as spring |
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Ever lingering |
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Still I'm |
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Still mine |
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This is where my heart begins |
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This is where my heart begins |
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This is where my heart begins to mend. |
