| But he still don’t know
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| It’s after this and I’m gone
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| You’re still moving in line
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| But the silence has to return
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| Forming of us ahead of time
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| Going along I’m deaf and blind
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| He still don’t know
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| It’s after this and I’m gone
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| So pull the carseat down and lie
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| To go along with ourselves
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| Rolling down the riptide and
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| Fall again
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| But you went through it
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| And all of you would still remain
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| How do you come to it
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| How do you still feel the same
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| He’s calling out what he’s found
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| Don’t hesitate and don’t doubt
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| So much of our past lost and found
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| And you, the same
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| (Yeah)
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| Oh so many calls in your phone, declined
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| Speaking it over, yet you provide
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| Feelings of all of it lost in sound
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| (Ay)
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| Speeding along the road, you in drive
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| Looking out back at nothing behind
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| It’s your way to escape
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| But you went through it
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| And all of you would still remain
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| How do you come do it
|
| But he still don’t know
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| It’s after this and I’m gone
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| You’re still moving in line
|
| But the silence has to return
|
| Forming of us ahead of time
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| Going along I’m deaf and blind
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| He still don’t know
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| It’s after this and I’m gone |