| Tightrope, blank sheet
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| Everything could change today
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| Look ahead, don’t look away
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| It’s a fine line to a single point
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| A deaf ear, a blind eye
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| Red handed with your head in the sand
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| But thoughts get lost again, like letters…
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| And soon our car sick minds will pull over
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| Just let it go
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| Just let it go
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| Just walk in a straight line
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| Just let it go
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| We’ve been keeping it down
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| We’ve been holding it down
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| Just walk in a straight line
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| Just let it go
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| Tightrope, from there to here
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| There was never a point of return
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| It cries out through our telephones
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| We know it all but we don’t know how to use it
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| Heartbeat, fast luck
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| Everything could change today
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| But thoughts get lost again, like letters…
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| And soon our car sick minds will pull over
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| Just let it go
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| Just let it go
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| Just walk in a straight line
|
| Just let it go
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| We’ve been keeping it down
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| We’ve been holding it down
|
| Just walk in a straight line
|
| Just let it go
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| Just let it go
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| Just let it go
|
| Just walk in a straight line
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| Just let it go
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| We’ve been keeping it down
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| We’ve been holding it down
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| Just walk in a straight line
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| Just let it go |