| I am a man
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| You fell down from that apple tree
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| The other day with me
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| And now
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| You ask me to apologise for slowly
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| Crawling up from the sea?
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| We never seem to find
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| The time to sit by the fire
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| Under the crescent moon
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| Lead a meaningful life
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| You ever wonder, love
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| If you could one day board a flying contraption
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| And see the world?
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| Without me?
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| Leave me behind to solve all the puzzles you have
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| Drawn on these walls over time
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| What if I could somehow store
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| Good memories in clouds
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| And fly to touch the moon
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| And your hand at the same time
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| Here I stand and look at my life
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| Barren, cold and incomplete
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| A mirror smiles at me with teary disdain
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| Pointing out the faults in me
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| Memories of holidays with you
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| Will rain on me from time to time
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| We have the road within ourselves
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| To countless paradises
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| When there is a tunnel there’s a light
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| The thought is causing tremors
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| On the faultline between you and I
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| The clouds always trail the sun
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| And floods put out the fires
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| To flush away the signs of
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| The loves of our lives
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| Here I stand and look at my life
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| Barren, cold and incomplete
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| Mirror smiles at me with a teary disdain
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| Pointing out all faults in me
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| Memories of holidays with you
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| Will rain on me from time to time
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| We are the road, the paradise
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| The broken wheel of fortune
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| When there’s a tunnel there’s a light
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| The thought is causing tremors
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| On the fault line between you and I
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| When I’m without you
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| Am I the only human here?
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| Dancing on this fault line… |