| Days that I went missing
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| Stumbled on a long walk somewhere
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| So many places we don’t belong
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| So few we do
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| But you
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| Came around the corner with your arms wide
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| Said your favorite words to me despite everything
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| Lift to the clouds on haze or lantern flames
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| Shuffling off to sleep
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| To dream I’d never leave again
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| Shuffling off to sleep
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| To dream I’d never leave again
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| Summer shifting like a dream
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| Summer shifting like a dream for me
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| You go shuffling off to sleep
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| To places where you’re hiding out
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| The anger in your eyes
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| Bright your life of lightning striking
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| I was afraid to find
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| An older me alive in you
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| Afraid that I’d be blinded by the lightness
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| Of a good you never knew
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| And in the summer
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| When I was angry
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| When I was tired
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| When I was scared
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| I just stared into nothing
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| I just stared into nothing
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| When I was worried
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| When I was tired
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| When I was angry or afraid
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| I just stayed in the same place for days
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| In the same place for days
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| In the same place for days
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| Shuffling off to sleep
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| Dream I’d never leave again
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| Shuffling off to sleep
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| Dream I’d never leave again
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| Silent by your own hands
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| You shake now when you speak
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| Hold tightly to your sleeping
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| On the concrete of my dreams
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| And you go silent by your own hands
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| You break down and you leave
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| You go nightly with my panic
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| I get angry, I can’t sleep
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| But in the summer I wasn’t angry
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| I wasn’t tired, I wasn’t scared
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| I just stared into nothing
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| I just stared into nothing
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| I wasn’t worried, I wasn’t tired
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| I wasn’t angry or afraid
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| I just paced while the days ran away
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| While the days ran away
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| To places where you’re hiding out
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| The anger in your eyes
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| Bright your life of lightning striking
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| I was afraid to die
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| A better you inside of me
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| Afraid that you would go
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| Before I had the chance
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| To show the good I know
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| And in the summer
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| We’ll get a new home
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| I’ll get a new start
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| I’ll get to be
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| A new better me now
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| A new better me
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| I won’t be guilty, I won’t be sorry
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| I won’t feel angry every day
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| We’ll just wait while the days run away
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| While the days run away
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| While the days run away
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| Shuffling off to sleep
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| To dream I’d never leave again
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| Shuffling off to sleep
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| Dream I’d never leave again
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| Shuffling off to sleep |