| Berry stains on a dirt road
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| And sunlight on our clean clothes
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| Stare forever for all the pinches together
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| Mountains fall into the sea
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| If I built the frame and gave you my name
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| Would you wander forever with me?
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| And drive way up over Mt. Joy
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| Where everyone’s free now to move how they feel now
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| She blames Brooklyn for hand me downs
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| She wakes up in her parents' house
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| And I got the curse of quivering youth
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| Tell the truth
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| All we really need’s the love in this room
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| And I open my lips to tell her she’s the anchor, I’m a sailor
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| We’re lost in the height of the wave
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| Every wave remind me why I feel this way
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| And drive way up over Mt. Joy
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| Where everyone’s free now to move how they feel
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| Feel your feet on the festival grounds
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| They can’t stop us, feel like Ziggy Stardust
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| 'Cause they can’t stop us, feel like Ziggy Stardust
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| And I dreamed you felt it too
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| And I dreamed it all came true
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| And I dreamed you felt it too
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| And I dreamed it all came true
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| And I dreamed you felt it too
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| And I dreamed it all came true
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| They can’t stop us, feel like Ziggy Stardust |