| It helps me forget for a moment
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| To kneel down and drink from the lake
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| It helps me forget for an instant
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| To build a fire and swallow the flame
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| It makes me believe for an evening
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| That the child inside of me
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| Remembers its name
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| I wake up a mess in the morning
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| I swear I’ll pay whatever it costs
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| To forget it all again
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| Help me get back to that place
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| Where I can be something else
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| A bird song on the breeze
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| When the day dream was far away
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| How did I get here?
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| How did I get here?
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| And how in the hell am I going to escape?
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| It helps me forget for a second
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| To lay down and cover my face
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| Or prance around the house dancing naked
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| Listening to all the old songs we used to play
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| It makes me convinced I’m just changing
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| That some day soon I’m gonna wake up
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| Strong, bold, and brave
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| But I can’t help but feel I’m just broken
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| Help me get back to that place
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| Where I can be something else
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| A bird song on the breeze
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| When the day dream was far away
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| How did I get here?
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| How did I get here?
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| And how in the hell am I going to escape?
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| Help me get back to that place
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| Where I can be something else |