| Young one rises from the nest
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| Bid him farewell and all the best
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| With all the tools to learn and grow
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| And all the right from wrong you know
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| Now and then
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| It’s hard to choose
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| Which way to go
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| Trust a chosen few
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| Don’t trust yourself
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| When you’re low
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| Once in a while when liberty smiles
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| You’re free to pick up the pieces
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| Then you’re squeezing the stone
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| Trying to find your way home
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| But don’t drag tomorrow down
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| The heart of trust is well and good
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| You run the risk that’s understood
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| Trusting from the mind just might
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| Keep you up with the doubt all night
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| Find yourself a love
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| Or hope that it finds you
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| Before you’re through
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| The best that you can give
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| Is the best of you
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| Before you’re through
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| Once in a while when liberty smiles
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| You’re free to pick up the pieces
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| Then you’re squeezing a stone
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| Trying to find your way home
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| But don’t drag tomorrow down
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| Don’t drag tomorrow down
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| Well, in light of it
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| And in spite of it
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| We all find our way home
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| The periphery
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| Is distracting me
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| That’s the way to be
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| Look how much you have grown
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| Once in a while when liberty smiles
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| You’re free to pick up the pieces
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| Stay single file and give us a smile
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| Everyone picks up the pieces
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| Until we’re squeezing a stone
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| Trying to find our way home
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| But don’t drag tomorrow down
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| Don’t drag tomorrow down
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| Well don’t drag |