| You know it comes to a time when you realise
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| All the things around you have changed
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| Like the needles that fall from the Christmas tree
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| And all the thoughts that you’ve lost
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| that you thought you’d saved
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| We always sit there in silence
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| waiting for things that we couldn’t change
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| Do you remember looking out at the garden
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| Making notes as the leaves start to fall
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| There’s something special about the changing of seasons
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| the bull rushes shake and the wind doth call
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| It’s calling your name
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| Let the journey begin
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| Let the journey begin
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| If you only do one thing this year, take this advice
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| Pack your bag son and keep running
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| as it doesn’t happen twice
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| Dust yourself off as you fall down on the way
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| as all the time spent will be worth it come that day
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| Let the journey begin
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| Let the journey begin
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| Let the journey begin
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| Let the journey begin
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| You know it comes to a time when you realise
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| All the people around you have changed
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| Like the friendships that turn to acquaintances
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| All the friends that you lost that you thought you’d made
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| We always sit there in silence
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| waiting for things that we couldn’t change
 | 
| Do you remember looking out at the garden
 | 
| Making notes as the leaves start to fall
 | 
| There’s something special about the changing of seasons
 | 
| the bull rushes shake and the wind doth call
 | 
| It’s calling your name
 | 
| Let the journey begin
 | 
| Let the journey begin
 | 
| If you only do one thing this year, take this advice
 | 
| Pack your bag son and keep running
 | 
| as it doesn’t happen twice
 | 
| Dust yourself off as you fall down on the way
 | 
| as all the time spent will be worth it come that day
 | 
| Let the journey begin
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| Let the journey begin
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| Let the journey begin
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| Let the journey begin |