| Oh ohh
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| Oh ohh
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| I was the first to watch you leave
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| Poor in soul, a dried up stream
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| You were the last of a dying breed
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| Prone to wander, but born to lead
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| Oh ohh
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| Oh ohh
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| I still remember your innocence
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| Oh the days when your heart was in it
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| Oh but now you’re like the falling sun
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| And the race to death has just begun
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| So light your torch and follow me
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| We’ll burn the boats back to who we used to be
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| And all this time it was never what it seemed
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| Let’s burn the boats back to who we used to be
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| Oh ohh
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| Oh ohh
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| Oh ohh
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| Oh ohh
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| And all the memories of the days you lost
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| You add them up and then you count the cost
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| You’re just a shadow of a man undone
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| Another life that has just begun
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| So light your torch and follow me
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| We’ll burn the boats back to who we used to be
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| And all this time it was never what it seemed
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| Let’s burn the boats back to who we used to be
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| Let’s burn the boats back to who we used to be
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| So light your torch and follow me
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| We’ll burn the boats back to who we used to be
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| And all this time it was never what it seemed
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| Let’s burn the boats back, let’s burn the boats back
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| Let’s burn the boats back to who we used to be |