| So we’re setting sail, on a crooked trail
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| Our broken ships are set to sail again
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| Yeah, you’ve got a voice, yet you made the choice
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| Tired of all this pulling on your strings
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| You’ve got so much to give
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| But now you’re moving out
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| 'cause you’ve got to live
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| This ain’t no ordinary, stationery boy
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| He waits for you to bear it
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| Cover him with joy
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| He’s been waiting for a long time
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| Waiting so long…
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| As you blindly run, stumble in the sun
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| Mostly 'cause you know your heart is true
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| Exit up ahead, with a common thread
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| As conversation fills you up in you
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| You’ve got so much to give
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| But now you’re moving out
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| 'cause you’ve got to live
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| This ain’t no ordinary, stationery boy
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| He waits for you to bear it
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| Cover him with joy
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| He’s been waiting for a long time
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| Waiting so long…
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| You’ve got so much to give
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| But now you’re moving out
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| 'cause you’ve got to live
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| This ain’t no ordinary, stationery boy
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| He waits for you to bear it
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| Cover him with joy
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| He’s been waiting for a long time
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| Waiting so long… |