| Its 6AM, open roads and open skies
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| under this wyoming sunrise
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| a close encounter with
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| the emptiness and nothingness
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| 21 years out on the run from our small hometown
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| you could hear a whisper in the wind
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| filling me with confidence
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| so i took advice from the headlights
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| it made it clear it opened up my eyes
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| and it opened up my mind
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| holding on forever to these dreams
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| we made together
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| im never gonna let them die
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| cause i couldnt bear the sight
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| there is not a word spoken
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| living in the moment
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| we’re broken down but we’re not broken
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| it will be alright
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| the world lied awake
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| as the haze burned away
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| the wheel seemed to turn on its own
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| on its way toward the horizons golden
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| so sunrise, im holding on to you
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| lift me up, drop me down
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| through the sounds and ill float
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| across the coasts, the unknowns
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| or in our minds where no one knows
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| thisis where we choose to run away
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| from all the things we just cant take
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| all the forced smiles and dreams that washed away
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| hold on, hold tight, be strong, it will be alright |