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[ti:Land or Sea] |
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[ar:Sleeping at Last] |
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[al:Yearbook Collection] |
[00:16.14] |
One day we'll wake up and realize |
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To make any difference one must simply try |
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Try to use words less than our hands |
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For change is a direct result of our plans |
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We've got no stakes in the ground |
[00:54.74] |
We've got no anchors tied down |
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Land or sea, there are no guarantees here, we know |
[01:12.76] |
There is nothing but our fears of being free |
[01:21.02] |
It feels deeper than any ocean floor |
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Our lungs no longer believe in any shore |
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So let's dry out our clothes and catch our breath |
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Our process implies our progress |
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We've got no stakes in the ground |
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We've got no anchors tied down |
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Land or sea, there are no guarantees here, God knows |
[02:30.85] |
There is nothing but our fears of being free |
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Finally, there's a mountain beneath us |
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But up here our lungs fight against us |
[03:23.70] |
Land or sea, there are no guarantees here |
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God knows there is nothing but our fears |