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I'm free to go. |
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There's no more need to stay. |
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Throw away the works of years |
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And return to Adam's way. |
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Retreat from shadow |
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To dabble baths and sun bleached joys. |
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Live it out on an island in the mind |
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Untouched by human flaws. |
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I'm free to go. |
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There's nothing in my way. |
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Up above the rainbow's end |
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The gold all melts away. |
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Return a hero |
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From distant lands of fight and fire. |
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Escape into the piece in my mind |
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And climbing higher and higher. |
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I nearly made it that time. |
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I nearly got away. |
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I nearly made it that time, |
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But I always have to stay. |
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I'm throwing out my tickets |
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To the outside world. |
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Lost interest in a drama |
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Which is destined to unfold. |
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I'm heading out for the shores |
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Of a friendly land. |
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Where every grain of sand |
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Reaches out to shake me |
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By the hand. |
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I nearly made it that time. |
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I nearly got away. |
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I nearly made it that time, |
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But I always have to stay. |
