| Someday I’m going to get where I’m going
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| Someday
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| Someday
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| Somewhere past the blindness of my faith
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| I keep my eye on the plans I’ve made
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| And someday I’ll get there
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| Someday
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| Past the smiles that crack like frozen lakes
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| Under children’s figure skates
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| I’m going
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| Past all of my own mistakes
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| A thousand more I’ve yet to make
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| But I’m going
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| I’m gonig
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| I’m going to get there
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| I know it
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| I do not care how long it takes
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| I do not care what stands in my way
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| I don’t care what anybody has to say
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| I know myself
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| I know myself and I am not afraid
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| And someday
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| I’ll get there
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| I’m gong to get there
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| I know it |