| Days getting longer
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| I see more on Going Street
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| They don’t walk for fun
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| They just got somewhere they’d rather be
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| And I don’t know my left from right
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| I don’t know which way to fight
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| But I know it’s bound to catch me
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| If I never try
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| Silver turn to twilight
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| And my door is opened up
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| I used to think if I could just fake them out
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| It might be enough
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| But now I’m here for you to see
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| Every crack inside of me
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| Though, I hope it all ends up
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| The way it ought to be
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| Cuz I don’t know my day from night
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| I don’t know if I’m alright
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| But I want to be
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| Now almost easy
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| I can feel the ground beneath me
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| Finally settling down
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| Hear this voice of reason
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| In the background coming forward
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| Until it’s more to me
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| Than just another sound
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| Ooo, you ought to know
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| The door’s wide open
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| Ooo, you can come in
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| I’m hiding nothing
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| I walk the pavement
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| Underneath the light of day
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| I no longer think if I could just hide my thoughts
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| They might go away
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| And here I am for you to read
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| Every page inside of me
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| And I hope it all ends up the way
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| It ought to be
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| Cuz I don’t know my day from night
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| I don’t know if I’m alright
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| But I want to be
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| Yeah i don’t know my day from night
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| I don’t know if I’m alright
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| But I want to be
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| And I hope it all ends up the way it ought to be
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| Yeah I hope it all ends up the way it ought to be
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| Yeah I hope it all ends up the way it ought to be
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| Yeah I hope it all ends up the way it ought to be |