| We got directions but nowhere to go
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| So should we start to make our way back home
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| And forget the things we’ll never know
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| We got directions but nowhere to go
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| Should we follow the sunset or
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| Trust the stars and follow the road
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| Which way to Kyffin, we don’t know
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| We don’t know which way to go
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| We’ll paint ourselves a different life
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| We’ll paint ourselves a different life
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| We’ll paint ourselves a different life
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| The green and gray and red and white
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| The fading glow of this dark amber sky
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| He sits and prays for the light to die
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| To show the life hidden from our eyes
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| Where the sky is calling him
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| Where the light pours through his eyes
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| The sky hangs low and fakes its death
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| To share its memories one more time
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| We’ll paint ourselves a different life
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| We’ll paint ourselves a different life
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| We’ll paint ourselves a different life |