| Every friend in need, every memory
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| It’s me who makes the peace in me
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| All I wanna sleep with, see
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| It’s me that makes the peace in me
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| From November through 'til now
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| I hadn’t felt an ounce
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| Weakened, lost and foresaken
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| I woke you every now and then
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| From one of those days
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| I saw those Northern Lights
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| I wanted you to see them
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| I wonder if you’ll see them
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| Or if you’ll travel long and find another
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| Or if you’ll find another
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| I’ll meet you in the maze
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| I’ll meet you in the maze
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| I’ll meet you in the maze
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| All those songs that came before you
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| All those songs that came before you
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| All those songs that came before you
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| They were once awaiting
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| Music can’t be everything
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| Music can’t be everything
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| That’s why I see you clear as air
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| And it’s not from my creating
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| Music can’t be everything
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| All those songs that came before
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| All those songs that came before you
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| They were once awaiting
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| Music can’t be everything
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| I’ll meet you in the maze
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| I’ll meet you in the maze
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| Before you know you’ve filled the page
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| Before you fill the page
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| They were once awaiting
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| Music can’t be everything |