| Time turns another page
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| And a million years go passing by Broken heartstrings and guitar strings
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| You and me all down the line
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| Running wild carving our names
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| On anything that we could find
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| Are you in there anymore my friend?
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| Are you in there anymore my friend?
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| This could be our finest hour
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| This could be our Shangri La This could be our finest hour
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| If only we could keep it together
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| We could find our way
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| When the bands would come to town
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| We’d steal the money and go to the show
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| Singing their songs on the way down
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| Gave us something worth singing for
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| We were sixteen chasing our dreams
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| You and me all down that road
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| Are you in there anymore my friend?
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| Are you in there anymore my friend?
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| This could be our finest hour
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| This could be our Shangri La This could be our finest hour
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| If only we could keep it together
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| We could find our way
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| Did we look better in black and white?
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| I don’t know? |
| I think so I think I almost loved you then
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| That was such a long time ago
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| I shoulda called you I coulda wrote you
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| Just to know if you were alright
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| I know it’s hard to stay on the highway
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| When you get off to look at the sights
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| So let’s pretend we’re still together
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| And We never said goodnight
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| Are you in there anymore my friend?
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| Are you in there anymore my friend?
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| This could be our finest hour
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| This could be our Shangri La This could be our finest hour
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| If only we could keep it together
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| We could find our way |