| Leave me floating at sea
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| I count the stars that flow through my
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| Veins at night when I’m alive
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| Almost drifting out of sight
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| The ocean takes me to the horizon
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| Like the sun at night
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| Even when I wake myself
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| I need you pull me together
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| I always have to tell myself
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| «You know you have to pull it together»
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| There is a land that we all belong to
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| It’s old enough to kill confusion
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| Cause it’s about time, we moved to higher ground
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| Down on Hillside Avenue
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| Morning comes too easily
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| I only closed my eyes for a second
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| But I felt alive
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| Sun shines through the window pane
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| It gently wakens all of my senses
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| Washes off the night
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| Even when I wake myself
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| I need you pull me together
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| I always have to tell myself
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| «You know you have to pull it together»
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| There is a land that we all belong to
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| It’s old enough to kill confusion
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| Cause it’s about time, we moved to higher ground
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| Down on Hillside Avenue
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| There is a land that we all belong to
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| It’s old enough to kill confusion
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| Cause it’s about time, we moved to higher ground
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| Down on Hillside Avenue
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| I had a hard time waking up
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| And the water was closing in, closing in
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| Have you ever heard of dream
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| When everything feels so real, surreal
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| Don’t wake me up, don’t wake me up
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| There is a land that we all belong to
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| It’s old enough to kill confusion
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| Cause it’s about time, we moved to higher ground
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| Down on Hillside Avenue
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| There is a land that we all belong to
|
| It’s old enough to kill confusion
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| Cause it’s about time, we moved to higher ground
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| Down on Hillside Avenue |