| I had to leave home for home
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| Packed my car up gave my key to neighbors
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| Hope they keep my plants alive
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| Then I drove four states East
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| And every car along the ride was also on their own odyssey
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| Florida to Tampa
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| Oregon to bend
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| These license plates like name tags in reverse migration
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| Every mile closer to the dark side of the moon
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| I dunno what’s comin', do you any of you?
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| But last night I think I met my mom
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| And this afternoon I met my sister
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| And this morning, I finally met my dad
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| While he was outside just picking up dogshit
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| Oh, despite everything else I think I met myself
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| La, la, la
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| La, la, la, la, la
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| La, la, la, la, la, la
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| La, la, la
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| La, la, la, la
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| I’m having to reinvent
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| The way I measure time now
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| 'Cause «days and hours» feel like a past life
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| Tryna learn new manners
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| Like how to greet a stranger on the street
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| With nothing but your eyes, oh
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| Texas to Houston
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| New York to The City
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| I know you’re getting slammed but you’ll walk again
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| Every mile closer to the dark side of the moon
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| I dunno what’s coming I just wanna hold you soon
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| But last night I met the Milky Way
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| As it was shivering outside of my window
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| And this morning I finally met the birds
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| 'Cause there’s nothing else to do but watch them
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| Oh, despite everything else I think I met myself
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| La, la, la
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| La, la, la, la, la
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| La, la, la, la, la, la
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| La, la, la
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| La, la, la, la
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| La, la, la
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| La, la, la, la, la
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| La, la, la, la, la, la
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| La, la, la
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| La, la, la, la
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| A few months ago
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| I thought the world was ending it was
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| Burning all the work we’d just begun
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| But then through mornings without traffic
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| Through horizons without smog
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| I could see that wasn’t fire, no
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| That was just the dawn |