| Ten years since, that decade was a dream
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| Nothing was everything for who we used to be
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| Silver pouch, orange slice, blades out on my way
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| But yesterday was ours
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| Tell me would you stay the same
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| Ten year joy ride taking us away
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| Those sacred days but you know that things can change
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| Things can change
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| Puffed up nose dives stick around we may
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| These wasted days cause we know how soon things change
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| And oh just slip away
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| Ten years missed, and all we hoped to keep
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| Oh, just been waiting here for who we used to be
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| Do some double dutch, pack it up and blaze it on our way
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| Don’t need your sympathy, we’ll just be listening to them say
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| Ten year joy ride taking us away
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| Those sacred days but you know that things can change
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| Things can change
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| Puffed up nose dives stick around we may
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| These wasted days cause we know how soon things change
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| And oh just slip away
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| Just slip away
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| (Oh no no no no)
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| (Oh no no no)
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| Just slip away
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| (Oh no no no)
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| (Oh no no no)
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| (Oh no no no)
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| You know it’s been a long time, that’s been on my mind
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| Ten year joy ride taking us away
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| Those sacred days but you know that things can change
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| Things can change
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| Puffed up nose dives stick around we may
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| These wasted days cause we know how soon things change
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| And oh slip away
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| Ten year joy ride taking us away
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| Those sacred days but you know that things can change
|
| Things can change
|
| Puffed up nose dives stick around we may
|
| These wasted days cause we know how soon things change
|
| And oh slip away
|
| Ten year joy ride taking us away
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| Those sacred days but you know that things can change
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| Things can change
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| Puffed up nose dives stick around we may
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| These wasted days cause we know how soon things change
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| And oh slip away
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| Just slip away |