| I know you don’t think that I think of the things that you say 'fore
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| I turn around and say «buddy it’s okay»
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| And I know you don’t think I could understand
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| Why there’s a lifetime of pain behind bright shining eyes
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| Maybe I won’t but dear friend you know I will try
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| I know you don’t think that you are half as good
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| As the people who do just the things that the should
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| But we follow our own paths gotta do some trailblazing
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| A minute of movement for a year of stargazing
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| But you find that you’ve come out with a billion horns blazing
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| It’s amazing just to know you’re alive
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| I know you don’t think that I’m leaving over you
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| And I know that you know I’m not staying for that too
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| I know that’s not what you wanted me to do
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| What do I want? |
| I wish that I knew
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| I can’t see the future, I don’t know the end
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| I can only predict that we’ll always be friends
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| We’ll grow, and we’ll change, and we’ll see you again
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| Like two seeds grown apart to different
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| In different places in the front yard
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| We’ll grow toward the sun, those sometimes it will be hard
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| We’ll grow up the fence, and our stems intertwine
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| We’ll share stories of other branches stretched out behind and ahead
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| Green with life, flowers of brilliant red
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| And we’ll laugh at the thought, that you could know you’ve got
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| And the idea that everything could possibly ever be said |