| I keep the art separate from the love
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| I always keep the truth separate from my heart
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| If I knew how to ride it, I would surely understand
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| That love will grow thicker in search of foreign land
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| Who knew that I was reaching through?
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| Name all of the planets and their distance from the sun
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| Tell her she was worth it and the only one
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| And if I am bound for something, honey, won’t you know
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| That I will always take the shortest fuckin' road?
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| Who knew that I was reaching through?
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| Who knew that time would heal our wounds?
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| I’ve been walking forward only to forget
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| Where that I have been and who that I have met
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| If I am bound for something, honey, understand
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| That love will grow thicker in search of foreign land
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| Who knew that I was reaching through?
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| Who knew that time would heal our wounds?
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| I keep the art separate from the love
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| I always keep the truth separate from my heart
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| If I knew how to ride it, I would surely understand
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| That love will grow thicker in search of foreign land |