| To get there, mountain or valley I will walk through the night and dark
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| No one, nobody teaches you to walk with open hands
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| It’s the lonesome, always bound holding stone and crumbling sand
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| What was between our hands was lost
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| I hear no voice to follow
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| Calling out your name above
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| Took all that was left of me
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| Threw it back into the sea
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| Behind me, I know the old have gone to the one I see
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| Beside you, set apart and fall past the gold-less tree
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| No one, nobody teaches you to walk with open hands
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| It’s the lonesome, always bound holding stone and crumbling sand
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| What was between our hands was lost
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| I hear no voice to follow
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| Calling out your name above
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| Took all that was left of me
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| Threw it back into the sea
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| To find you ooohh x4
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| Oceans breath out
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| Carry me in
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| I saw the stars by the tide and the cliff
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| You came alive as I was all but gone, all but gone
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| Somewhere, I hear the voice for the words written to my heart
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| What was between our hands was lost
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| I hear no voice to follow
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| Calling out your name above
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| Took all that was left of me
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| Threw it back into the sea
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| To find you ooohh x4 |