| We move surface to air
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| Will you follow me anywhere?
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| Try to rise up, you lied up
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| Into the silence
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| If you know what I know
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| Maybe then someday you will go
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| Seize the night far below
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| Take my hand, shifting sand
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| Were we ever on solid ground?
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| Side by side, rising tides
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| Stay above together
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| Hit the ground, feel revived
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| Nowhere I’d rather be right now
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| Just in surface to air
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| Open up every door
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| Was it the future that you saw?
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| Now it’s more than, it’s less than a truth we’re telling
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| Step to the firing line, walk away and leave it
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| The clock is keeping time
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| Now you better hear it
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| Step to the firing line, I can almost feel it
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| Don’t spend a half-lifetime
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| Thinking we’re make-believing
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| We’ve been weightless too long
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| Over everything we have done
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| Never hide out, let’s ride out
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| Above horizons
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| Light out, let it burn
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| Show me a way I can return
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| Just a surface to air
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| Open up every door
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| Was it the future that you saw?
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| Now it’s more than, it’s less than a truth we’re telling
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| Step to the firing line, walk away and leave it
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| The clock is keeping time
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| Now you better hear it
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| Step to the firing line, I can almost feel it
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| Don’t spend a half-lifetime
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| Thinking we’re make-believing
|
| Step to the firing line, walk away and leave it
|
| The clock is keeping time
|
| Now you better hear it
|
| Step to the firing line, I can almost feel it
|
| Don’t spend a half-lifetime
|
| Thinking we’re make-believing
|
| Step to the firing line, walk away and leave it
|
| The clock is keeping time
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| Now you better hear it
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| Step to the firing line, I can almost feel it
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| Don’t spend a half-lifetime
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| Thinking we’re make-believing |