| A ceaseless wind blows without mercy
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| I pull my jacket tighter
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| These boots are old
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| But they’re still trustworthy
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| To take me somewhere higher
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| Will you come with me to the ridge top?
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| Lay all your burdens bare
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| Right there
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| There
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| I miss you like a typewriter
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| Long and far away
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| I love you like an embered fire
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| That’s warmer than the blaze
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| Will you come with me to the ridge top?
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| Lay all your burdens bare
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| Right there
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| There
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| Take away all the white noise
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| It getting hard to hear
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| Souls stretched as thin as tissue paper
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| Edged with cuts and tears
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| Will you come with me to the ridge top?
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| Lay all your burdens bare
|
| Right there
|
| There
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| So much for all the chips we’ve earned
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| So much for all the things we’ve learned
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| So far it is still you and me
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| You’ve always been a cup of coffee
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| You’ve always been the cream
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| You’ve always believed that I was better
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| Than I could ever dream
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| Will you come with me to the ridge top?
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| Lay all your burdens bare
|
| Right there
|
| There |