| I can’t get away from this
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| I feel it all the time
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| See through all the blinds
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| Hear the calling night
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| I can’t get away from this
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| I just can’t let it die
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| Everyone’s alive
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| I’m just getting by
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| I can’t find my place in this
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| I feel like there’s no time
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| I keep my pace and stride
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| I walk between the lines
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| I can’t find my way in this
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| I’m just a little tired
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| I wish I didn’t try
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| So hard to fill as high as you
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| But you could help to steady till
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| I can pick myself up from my knees
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| By standing still as the world tilts
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| I guess I was made before the comets cratered hills
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| Everything was straight but now the lakes spill
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| I can’t hear you call my name
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| It’s just not one I know
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| It used to be my home
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| Now haunted by a ghost
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| I can’t hear the song the same
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| I used to love the notes
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| Like walking childhood roads
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| My friends are all too old to play
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| But you could help to steady till
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| I can pick myself up from my knees
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| By standing still as the world tilts
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| I guess I was made before the comets cratered hills
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| Everything was straight but now the lakes spill
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| To the river, to the ocean, to the clouds
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| To the hurricane that rages down
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| To the rubble, today I found
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| I can’t get away from this, a subtlety so loud
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| I can’t get away from this now
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| I can’t get away from this
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| I feel it all the time
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| See through all the blinds
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| Hear the calling night
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| I can’t get away from this
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| I just can’t let it die
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| Everyone’s alive
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| I’m just getting by |