| She told me about a silver lake tucked tight
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| Behind a rock face
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| Your basic demons tell you fools come late
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| (I thought maybe I should go)
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| I had my reasons but they left me in the night
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| Where the quiet meets the cracking of a heartbreak
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| Some mountains you can wander in the night
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| And some mountains you’re not supposed to know.
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| It’s like… some people got their wild wild hearts
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| And some others bide their time until they meet them
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| When co ordinates are disappearing stars
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| Maps can’t help you can’t believe them
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| You need good vision, clear water in your flask
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| And time to feel the surging of your heart beat
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| Your best companion is the one who’s gonna ask about
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| Your soul-lined connection to your foolish feet.
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| Some mountains you can wander in the dark
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| (What you know, what you don’t)
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| Some moments are a circus in the park
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| -- there’s no free rides --
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| I’ve met the desert with it’s hot dry wind
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| I know pain… I get enough through predilection…
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| A hundred people want to tell you where they’ve been
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| A hundred others want to go in that direction, |
| I long to say I actually made it to the top
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| And gazed out across that glassy water
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| I wasted nights with dreams of kisses so hot
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| 'Course the ending was same as if I’d gone without her.
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| .Illusion and love is: Venus as Appearances…
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| Come on over…
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| .Illusion and love is: Venus as Appearances…
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| Come on over…
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| .Illusion and love is: Venus as Appearances…
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| Come on over |