| All the trees that we do not climb
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| Bridges we cross in our minds
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| Who are we fooling when we cry?
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| When she says everything is fine
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| Over her head clouds that look like mines
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| Oh why can’t she wish for brighter skies
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| All the speeches you make in your head
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| All the worries that you never said
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| Rotten fireworks, kept inside, waiting for a light
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| All the roads that you never take
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| All you know but never suspect
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| Rotten fire works kept inside
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| Look at them tell me what you see
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| Over there dancing in the sea
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| Free from all worries, laughing at
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| Me, if you say «it's a mystery»
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| I will say «easy but I agree»
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| No I don’t wanna know everything
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| All the speeches you make in your head
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| All the worries that you never said
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| Rotten fireworks kept inside, waiting for a light
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| All the roads that you never take
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| All you know but never suspect
|
| Rotten fire works kept inside, waiting for a light
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| All the trees that we do not climb
|
| Bridges we cross in our minds
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| Who are we fooling when we cry?
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| When she says everything is fine
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| Over her head clouds that look like mines
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| Oh why can’t she wish for brighter skies |