| Can you find yourself alone
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| In our yard of absent trees
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| And the sun just won’t go down
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| And you get no relief
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| The natural mind is taken by the heat
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| What he got was to be our future
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| In a golden (?) moving faster and faster
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| Away into
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| A space for two
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| That maybe wasn’t ever meant for us
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| So much easier to say it wasn’t meant for us but
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| Long distance runner take a breath
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| You know there’s so much left
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| For us to see
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| May get lucky honey, we might not
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| But everything we got
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| Now will always be
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| And we both know it will be sometimes impossible
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| We feel so incomplete
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| In a moment we could come unwound
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| And get no relief
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| The lines would never change by the unforeseen
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| What we have is just our future
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| We can only ask for our answers moving faster and faster
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| Away into
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| A space for two
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| That maybe wasn’t ever meant for us
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| So much easier to say it wasn’t meant for us but
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| Long distance runner take a breath
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| You know there’s so much left for us to see
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| May get lucky honey, we might not
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| But everything we got
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| Now will always be
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| Long distance runner take a breath
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| You know there’s so much left now for us to see
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| May get lucky honey, we might not
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| But everything we got
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| Now will always be |