| I’ve been dreaming of sailing away
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| I’ll build a boat out of paper-mâché
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| No belongings of any concern
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| I will be gone long before you will return
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| How can you try to hold on to
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| Names unequipped with a face
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| Look closely behind the ones in your mind
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| And safely beside the one that your heart believes
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| You’re breathing life into brown paper bags
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| You set one down, so I took a drag
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| I can feel you in my lungs
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| Think my heart might jump the gun
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| Who would you like to hold on to
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| And who would you like to erase
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| Cause I can’t decide, my heart and my mind
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| They don’t think straight, they don’t think straight
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| We’ve been very obsessed with the time
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| Picking the the scabs that have grown from our minds
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| The world is a wonderful place
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| I wish I were there, I just can’t get excited about space
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| (yelling)
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| We’ve been so damn obsessed with the time
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| Picking the the scabs that have grown from our minds
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| The world is a wonderful place
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| I wish I were there, I just can’t get excited about space
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| Can’t get excited about space
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| Now who would you like to hold on to
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| And who would you like to erase |