| Hold ya back from a long way down
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| You can tell me you’re feelin' 'round
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| 'Fore the things you lost, 'fore the things you found
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| When you were younger than you’re feelin' now
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| When you were younger than you’re feelin' now
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| We can all get lost in time
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| We can read the papers, fine
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| But you’ll lose your heart and you’ll waste your mind
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| If the information doesn’t make you kind
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| We want the information to make us kind
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| But if you put up a wall to protect your side
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| And you stuff your faces with mean old lies
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| This is how you will kill and die
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| America
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| Give us all an open road
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| Give all a hand to hold
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| It’s time to understand how to make things whole
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| America
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| What holds you back from a long way down
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| What gets you grown up from the ground
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| Doin' somethin' more than just sittin' 'round
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| You won’t get younger than you’re feelin' now (can we be free?)
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| You won’t get younger than you’re feelin' now (can we be free?)
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| So don’t get lost, too lost in time
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| When you read the papers, find
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| How not to lose your heart or to waste your mind
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| 'Cause we want the information to make us kind
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| We want the information to make us kind
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| But if you put up a wall to protect your side
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| And you stuff your faces with mean old lies
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| This is how you will kill and die
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| America
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| Won’t you give a hand, a hand to hold
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| So you can understand how this world rolls
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| Give us all an open road
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| America |