| As we look in the mirror
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| We gaze upon a concrete path
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| We always seem to forget (forget)
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| A fragment of what we once were;
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| A child; |
| a portrait
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| Painted by the ones that held us close
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| And sheltered us from failure
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| We are thankful subtly
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| But a little too speechless
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| We’re always looking forward
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| Leaving our words behind
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| And shelter us from failure
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| We never had a chance to speak our mind
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| To tell you how we’ve felt
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| Out of sight, out of mind
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| And as we’re leaving our words behind
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| We never had a chance to speak our mind
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| Out of sight, out of mind
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| Silent disregard
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| As they feel the distance
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| And see our course (and see our course)
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| Fade away
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| Silent disregard
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| As they feel the distance
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| And see our course
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| We never had a chance to speak our mind
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| To tell you how we’ve felt
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| Out of sight, out of mind
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| And as we’re leaving our words behind
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| We never had a chance to speak our mind
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| Out of sight, out of mind
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| To tell you how we’ve felt
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| We never had a chance to speak our mind
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| Out of sight, out of mind |