| Another day is washed away
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| And all alibis are out
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| And the hand that used to heal me only cursed me now
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| The echoes of a woman so kind
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| Rain like waterfalls and ice-cream on my worried mind
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| I lay there in the puddle of myself
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| Fishing from a brand new wish from that bucket down the well
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| And in her colors I find my faith
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| Cause I remember every word that lady used to say
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| She said that hearts can’t break themselves
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| Looking for something, leaving with nothing
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| But souls can’t save themselves
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| Learning to fly, sweet mother of mine
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| Be a long way home without you
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| It’s just a long way home without you
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| Yeah, yeah
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| That’s my mother, like no other
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| Made me human, made me brother
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| And it’s swelling with blister for my sake and my sisters
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| The guardian of my karma, keep my feet on terrain firmer
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| And then release me like a to the sky
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| She said that hearts can’t break themselves
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| Looking for something, leaving with nothing
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| But souls can’t save themselves
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| Learning to fly, sweet mother of mine
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| Be a long home without you
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| It’s just a long way home without you
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Sister, you have some hungry eyes
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| And by back you’re hypnotized
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| Smiling faces in disguise
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| By back you’re hypnotized
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| Keep going against the grain
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| And soon that’s all, soon that’s all you’ll know
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| And soon that’s all you’ll know
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| And let’s get this straight
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| Sometimes you’ll rise, and there’s time you’ll fall
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| After all, you’re just blood and bones
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| And you don’t owe no one, oh
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| No, you don’t owe no one
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| So don’t live like one price is right
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| Cause there is some things in your life that you can’t fight
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| She said that hearts can’t break themselves
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| Looking for something, leaving with nothing
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| But souls can’t save themselves
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| Learning to fly, sweet mother of mine
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| Be a long home without you
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| It’s just a long way home without you
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| Yeah, yeah
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| She said that hearts can’t break themselves
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| Looking for something, leaving with nothing
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| But souls can’t save themselves
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| Learning to fly, learning to fly
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| She said that souls can’t save themselves
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| Learning to fly, learning to fly
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| Oh souls can’t save themselves
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| Learning to fly, learning to fly
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| Oh momma, how I love you
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| Learning to fly, learning to fly
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| No momma, how I love you
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| Learning to fly, sweet mother of mine
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| We’re a long way home without you |