| Getting into some new ways
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| And out of the old
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| Left the seasons of regret
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| I’m changing my role
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| Getting over the dark greys
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| Maybe finding new ways
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| Giving up’s harder than living
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| I’m into the new year
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| And out of the old
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| Saw a vision of the stars
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| Coming out of the cold
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| Getting over the hard greys
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| Finding new days
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| Giving up’s harder than living
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| Breaking away isn’t easy
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| And the best is still to come
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| Found a season to sail on
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| Into the gail
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| Found a reason to press on
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| Those hounds on my tail
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| Running away, got time to pay, so much to say
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| Giving myself the hardest sell
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| Keeping it on
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| Finding myself a hard shell
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| That shines in the dawn
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| Making a start, taking some heart, playing my part
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| I’m taking the straight line
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| I’m making my list
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| I’m catching that train
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| The chances I missed
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| I’m getting past the fear
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| And out into the clear
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| Giving up’s harder than living
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| Breaking away isn’t easy
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| And the best is still to come
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| There’s a time to go through the lights
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| When they say red
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| There’s a time to let crazy games
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| Move in instead
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| Making that play, blows you away, can’t always pay
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| A time to go walking on
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| Threatening waves
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| A time to call a stop
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| Be nobody’s slave
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| Out into the air, through with the past, giving my share
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| Not coming last, sun in your hair, gaining so fast
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| Now you are there
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| In shaking skies we fly alone
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| Out in the lead
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| Our wings are so near burning
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| Keeping up speed
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| Falling behind, feeling so blind, walking that line, so fine
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| Walking that line, so fine
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| I’m into some new ways
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| And out of the old
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| I’m leaving the sadness
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| I’m changing my role
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| Leaving out the blue
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| Feeling so new
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| Giving up’s harder than living
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| Breaking away isn’t easy
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| But the best is still to come |