| We were young we had our heads down, oh and I
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| I was all of a landslide, didn’t know
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| It was something to hold onto
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| Never meant us to fall in
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| Turn around…
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| Turn around…
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| We were washed in stormy waters of red and gold
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| We were held in stormy skies above the road
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| We were meant to let ourselves into, let it go
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| Never wanted to be here
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| But you can’t look back, can’t look back
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| Can’t look back, can’t look back
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| It’s impossible
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| Can’t look back, can’t look back
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| Can’t look back, it’s impossible
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| We were left to fend for ourselves, never mind
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| We were walking in the water of red and gold
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| Then one year, oh how far we strayed so far from home
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| No one knew just how far we went
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| But you can’t look back, can’t look back
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| Can’t look back, can’t look back
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| It’s impossible
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| Can’t look back, can’t look back
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| Can’t look back, it’s impossible
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| Can’t look back, can’t look back
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| Can’t look back, it’s impossible
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| Can’t look back, can’t look back
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| Can’t look back, it’s impossible
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| Turn around…
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| Turn around…
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| Turn around… |