| It’s a thin, thin line and I’ve walked both sides of it
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| See the other side appear so tempting, worth dying for it
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| And your limbs, aching out of want
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| Absorbing your every thought
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| Worth risking it all for
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| Working its wonders and now for you
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| Over the ocean outcast, with nowhere to go
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| (Nowhere to go, nowhere to go)
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| A brighter forecast, new winds will blow
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| (We let it go, we let it go)
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| The storm that’s drawing near
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| It calms and the air is cleared
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| Waste my youth chasing kites
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| I know will blow out of my hands
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| Push our heads in the sand, there is nothing here to seek
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| No discovery of mine will be safe in these seas
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| You feel that bitter taste on your tongue
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| Swallow your every wrong
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| Let your sins fill your lungs
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| Ending all worries now for you
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| Over the ocean outcast, with nowhere to go
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| (Nowhere to go, nowhere to go)
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| A brighter forecast, new winds will blow
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| (We let it go, we let it go)
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| The storm that’s drawing near
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| It calms and the air is cleared
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| Waste my youth chasing kites
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| I know will blow out of my hands
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| Overlooking our past, letting it go
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| A brighter forecast, new winds will blow
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| The storm that’s drawing near
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| Will calm when the air is cleared
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| Waste my youth chasing kites I know will blow |