| The subtle shift inside, a battle’s won, the inside killed the outside
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| and Im sorry, if I let you think, better of me
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| but you were holding on too tight
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| Maybe we’ll fall, maybe we’ll fly
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| it’s out of our hands, its out of our hands this time
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| The night’s collapsing on us now, you’ll feel better when you go
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| you didnt push me, little one, I jumped on my own
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| and Im glad, as I release my grip Im picking up speed
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| no-one will follow us here
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| Maybe we’ll fall, maybe we’ll fly
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| It’s out of our hands, it’s out of our hands this time
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| Maybe we’ll fall, maybe we’ll fly
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| It’s out of our hands, it’s out of our hands this time
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| Meet me at the back of the crowd
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| this could be our time to slip away
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| you say the bigger you dream
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| the smaller your street looks in the rain
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| Ah come on now, but you and I know now it’s so much more now
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| than just being bored
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| maybe we’ll fall, maybe we’ll fly
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| it’s out of our hands, it’s out of our hands this time
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| Maybe we’ll fall, maybe we’ll fly
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| It’s out of our hands, it’s out of our hands this time |