| Did the day go just like you wanted
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| Or did you hold on with your fingernails
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| There were white-hot days in your youth
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| Not anymore
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| What’s the point if we never learn
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| What’s the point without the feeling
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| When the tears roll down on your cheek
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| You know you’re alive
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| Let the rain pour down, let the winter come
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| You won’t find your peace in a perfect home
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| And the perfect man has a crack
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| Trust him to never come back
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| Let the boy be unfettered and bold
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| Let the boy reach out for the infinite
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| When he’s lost in confusion and doubt
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| You know what to do
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| And you know it’s gonna be rough
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| But you never run from your gravity
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| He’s a long-haired puddle of doubt
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| But he’s yours
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| Let the rain pour down, let the winter come
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| You won’t find your peace in a perfect home
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| And the perfect man has a crack
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| Trust him to never come back
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| And the dreams that you try to find
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| When you close your eyes
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| When the world is silent
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| Give yourself to a mystery
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| Open up to warm possibility
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| You are blessed, not ragged, not lost
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| As long as you love |