| I am half of us.
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| And in the nomads where we don’t exist,
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| I am reminded of the saddest fact,
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| That once antagonal,
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| There is never any going back.
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| Once connected, we are always and forever one.
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| Not withstanding things we have not done.
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| I miss you so
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| You speak to me
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| Not in my path?
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| Here where we come from
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| What is there to be said?
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| What are we to do?
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| I know we are gonna get it
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| I know we are gonna get away
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| What was it for, and why did we lose it?
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| You can hide in the shadows
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| I won’t go feeling that I mattered to someone
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| I miss you so
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| You speak to me
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| Not in my path
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| Here where we come from
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| What is there to be said?
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| What are we to do?
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| I know, we are gonna get it
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| I know, we are gonna get away
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| You can hide in the shadows
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| I won’t go feeling thatI mattered to someone
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| Some words will change you
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| What you getWhat you give
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| Arrow and bow, on your window
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| Some words will change you
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| What you get
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| What you giveI know, we are gonna get itI know, we are gonna get away
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| Some words will change you
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| What you get
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| What you give
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| Arrow and bow, on your window
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| Some words will change you
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| What you get
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| What you giveI know,
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| we are gonna get away
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| Arrow and bow, on your window |