| Well I used to get high
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| And dance all around the house
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| Cleaning rearranging
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| While I’d let it all out
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| Those happy times I’d say to myself
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| This is it don’t stop
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| All will be well
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| If you only never stop the clock
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| You gotta learn to cut losses
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| And recognize new truths
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| Or you’ll never get anywhere that is of any use
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| Sometimes you can’t see the sea
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| Even from a boat
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| So whatever hints you get
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| You better hurry and take note
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| I’m here because I knew that this time
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| I’d be haunted
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| Visited by peaceful ghosts
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| Who knew what I really wanted
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| Even so benign
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| Could be you and I making toast
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| I’m here because they call it falling
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| And I fell so slow
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| But I heard you calling
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| But now you’re gone
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| And you’re all I want
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| I forgot that’s what people do
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| They pair off two by two
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| Until one of them turns blue
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| I don’t have much practice
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| A really needing someone
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| So I need you to show me how
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| It can be sensibly done
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| 'Cause I need you like
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| A string needs a kite
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| To get to the sky
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| I look for the sound of wind
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| To put in my headphones
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| To help these walls dissolve
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| Take me to another zone
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| 'Cause I’m an animal
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| And I have one life
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| You’re an animal
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| And you have one life |