| Way past those days at last
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| These are times I’m not scared at all
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| Year 'round and I won’t stumble down
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| That sunshine will rise if I fall
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| Yesterday went away
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| You always raise me higher
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| I keep on sayin' you got to meet me in the middle
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| And that’ll mean we both got to give a little
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| I got no doubt that we can just work it out
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| Do you feel the same way?
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| There’s a reason to be mad
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| But I want to live like I can
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| I hope that you understand me, bo!
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| You’ve got a big cup
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| Baby, let me fill it up
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| With all of my love
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| I said, with all of my love
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| Smokin' that good weed
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| Getting high, we are stoners
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| On a highway with all of our friends
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| And with some loners
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| The comin' of the light, that pure insighter
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| Covered in the day and the night’s divider
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| To be all alone with no one whatsoever
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| How in the world did this come together?
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| You wonder, «Will it stop?»
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| 'Cause no one can inhabit that mountaintop
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| Rubbin' on my love just to get by
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| She’s the one thing that keeps me high
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| Well, it depends on whether or not it sounds true
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| It kinda defined the filter it’s gone through
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| It is a good time to be in my mind
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| Where possibilities will never end
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| There’s a reason to be mad
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| But I want to live like I can
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| I hope that you understand me, bo! |