| I lived a thousand years
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| In someone else’s shoes
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| I lived a thousand lives
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| With someone else’s blues
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| I talked so many nights
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| With voices I don’t know
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| Wore someone else’s face
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| And hoped it didn’t show
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| Oh winding wind
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| Oh winding wind
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| I made a place for you
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| And you made time for me
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| And we have promised all the things
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| We know will never be
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| I waited far too long
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| Out on the winding wind
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| Dreaming and hoping as the world moved on
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| It would blow away my sins
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| Oh winding wind
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| Oh winding wind
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| Everybody’s got a soul to sell
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| Everybody’s got a tale to tell
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| All about the things that might have been
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| Blown away in the winding wind
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| And some may change the world
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| And some just lose their way
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| And some just sit around holding hands
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| Praying for a judgment day
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| I hear them talking deep in the night
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| Wondering if they will make it tonight
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| So I will walk with giant men
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| At peace among their feet
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| And we will cross the wild frontier
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| Not ever to retreat
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| Oh winding wind
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| Oh winding wind
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| Everybody’s got a soul to sell
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| Everybody’s got a tale to tell
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| All about the things that might have been
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| Blown away in the winding wind
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| Everybody’s got a soul to sell
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| Everybody’s got a tale to tell
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| All about the things that might have been
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| Blown away in the winding wind |