| It’s OK to be sad
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| It’s alright to be lonely
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| You won’t always feel bad
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| Somebody told me
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| These feelings like weather, they come and they go
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| Today I felt better, tomorrow who knows
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| Could there be healing instead
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| Instead of breaking, I’m hoping
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| That the cracks beginning to spread
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| Is me breaking open
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| And if I let everything in
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| The shadows as well as the light
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| How else could I know I’m alright?
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| How else would I know?
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| It’s OK to be tired
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| Fuck all the excuses
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| Whatever’s required
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| There’s no day that’s useless
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| What’s hollow and empty
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| What’s lost and undone
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| What can and what can’t be
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| Is how you become
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| Could there be beauty instead
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| Instead of breaking your hope and
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| That the cracks beginning to spread
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| Is the way you break open
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| And if you let everything in
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| The shadows as well as the light
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| How else could you know you’re alright?
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| How else would you know?
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| Could there be healing instead
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| Instead of breaking, we’re hoping
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| That the cracks beginning to spread
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| Is the way we break open
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| Could there be loving instead
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| Instead of breaking, we’re hoping
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| That the cracks beginning to spread
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| Is the way we break open
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| And when we let everything in
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| The shadows as well as the light
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| That’s how we know we’re alright
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| That’s how we know |