| Blue sky, black road only three days left to go
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| False circumstance falls from my head, leads me to this place
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| No sleep tonight, another eighteen hour drive
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| But luckily it’s not just me, hopeful kids we’re young and free
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| Ignite the flame and hold on for dear life
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| Wielding the torch of the dream burning bright
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| With such a long road to get there
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| Blue sky, black road only two days left to go
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| Beneath the stars, beside the sea, friends next to me
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| Sky high cliff jumps, I think it’s time to get fucked up
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| The things we do just to feel alive
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| So we will sing, ‘til we’re the last ones standing
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| So we will sing, ‘til we’re the last ones singing
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| So we will sing, ‘til we’re the last ones breathing
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| So we will sing, No regrets will fucking reach me
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| Blue sky, black road only one day left to go
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| The tide is calling, im still free falling
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| When I am old, fragile, worn and beaten
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| No regrets will fucking reach me
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| Worthwhile memories, we remain the young and free
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| We’re young and free |