| She nails down moon beams
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| And talks in double time
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| Stumbling down to wherever she goes
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| I live in the meantime
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| And I get frustrated
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| So I put my wager on Debris Road
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| It keeps me running down Debris Road
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| I’m not scared but it’s somewhere I cling to
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| All the places I (still) wanna go
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| They won’t cast a shadow on my Debris Road
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| I get frustrated looking for moonbeams
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| They always fall where I never go
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| 'Cause I like the daylight and I like a good life
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| Running so fast down Debris Road
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| It keeps me running down Debris Road
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| I’m not scared but it’s somewhere I cling to
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| All the places I (still) wanna go
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| They won’t cast a shadow on my Debris Road
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| Someone got moonfaced and someone gets tearful
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| Talking so much that they really don’t know
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| Sitting up all night singing songs 'till daylight
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| Striking a match with the devil below
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| It keeps me running down Debris Road
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| I’m not scared but it’s somewhere I cling to
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| All the places I (still) wanna go
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| They won’t cast a shadow on my Debris Road
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| It keeps me running down Debris Road
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| I’m not scared but it’s somewhere I cling to
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| All the places I wanna go
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| They won’t cast a shadow on my Debris Road |