| When my soul crashed into my body
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| Falling into consciousness
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| That’s when my mind began this illusion
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| Of taking it step after step
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| I looked into mother’s eyes
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| I said tell me what I should believe
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| She drew me a room with a light and said
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| Just turn it off when you leave
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| Slow, slow, this river is slow
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| We’re all out here on our own
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| Row, row, gently we row
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| One day we’ll find our way home
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| Step after step
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| They drew me a town
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| They drew me a fear and a need
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| They drew me a god and
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| They drew me some money
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| Hiding the truth far from me
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| I asked the cool fire light
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| Tell me, what I should believe
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| And they gave me a song
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| And they gave me a dance
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| And said sleep now your pain will relieve
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| Slow, slow, this river is slow
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| And we’re all out here on our own
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| Row, row, gently we row
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| And one day we’ll find our way home
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| I’ve stumbled and crawled
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| I’ve begged to know why
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| And I’ve been ashamed
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| When I’ve chosen to lie
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| In all of this darkness
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| I have searched for a light
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| To come and find me
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| And when I found me
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| I wrapped my arms round
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| My own daughter as she fell into her place and time
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| And as her mind creates her illusions
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| I won’t complicate hers with mine
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| She looked into her mother’s eyes
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| She said tell me what I should believe
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| And I drew her a door
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| And I drew her a key
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| And I said when you’re ready you’ll come and find me
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| And we’ll walk out of here and tomorrow will be a new day
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| Slow, slow, this river is slow
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| And you are never out here on your own
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| Row, row, gently we row
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| Oh
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| And together we’ll find our way
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| Slow, slow, this river is slow
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| Life is not what it seems
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| Row, row, gently we row
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| The truth is
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| It’s only a dream |