| This is where it starts, right here, square one
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| Head for the door back to the west coast
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| Setting sail on concrete oceans
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| Feel the hills roll on engulfed in flames
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| Where red woods tower over me
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| Where there’s so much more than we think there is to see
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| I’ll lead a life of firsts on foreign soils
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| Somewhere that I can find the bones of a better man inside
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| (Somewhere that I can find)
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| Holding in tightly to the misery will never get me far
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| It will never get you far
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| As I exhale this breath of fresh air
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| I feel the distance tear the space between us
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| Cause we’re always climbing toward the sun
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| But the cabin pressure gets to me
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| And there’s so much more than we think there is to see
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| On to barren land and wasted weeks but we won’t keep searching
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| We’re fucking helpless
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| And I feel the staleness in the autumn air, it’s not like usual
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| It’s fucking hopeless
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| I’ll lead a life of firsts on foreign soils
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| Somewhere that I can find the bones of a better man inside
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| (Somewhere that I can find)
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| Holding in tightly to the misery will never get me far
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| It will never get you far
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| I’ll leave this all behind for you when I’m gone
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| You grew from a seed
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| Forever strong as a pine tree
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| Always an evergreen
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| I’ll leave this all behind for you when I’m gone
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| You grew from a seed
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| Forever strong as a pine tree
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| Always an evergreen
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| I’ll leave this all behind for you when I’m gone
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| You grew from a seed
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| Forever strong as a pine tree
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| Always an evergreen
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| (I'll leave this all behind for you when I’m gone
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| You grew from a seed
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| Forever strong as a pine tree
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| Always an evergreen) |