| We’re picking out different signs
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| Your heavy truth, my funny rhyme
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| The boy with a curious mind
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| Will taste the fruit, will surely die
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| Saw Kelly on the moon
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| She’s pulling herself through the day
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| I wonder how she knew
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| My thoughts were in another place
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| I thought if I struck through a line
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| I could be free, salvage my time
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| The symbol that catches my eye
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| Becomes the dream you brush aside
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| Saw Kelly on the moon
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| She’s pulling herself through the day
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| I wonder how she knew
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| My thoughts were in another place
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| Saw Kelly on the moon
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| She’s pulling herself through the day
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| I wonder how she knew
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| My thoughts were in another place |