| Its in your hands, in your hands
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| In the sky and in the sand
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| Everywhere you look, you see yourself
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| Its what you always dream about
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| Cold until the sun comes out
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| Nothing seems to change much around you
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| You can hear with everything you need
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| So kiss the ground and then you will believe
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| I’m just tired of waiting
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| Fuzzed and fading
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| I’m just tired of waiting
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| Fuzzed and fading
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| The last crate rushes in your head
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| All the things you never said
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| Cause you know it’s probably impossible
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| I don’t know the half of it
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| Close your eyes and laugh A bit
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| The road can turn to dust right beneath you
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| There is something that anyone can see
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| So kiss the ground and then you will believe
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| I’m just tired of waiting
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| Fuzzed and fading
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| Fuzzed and fading
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| I’m just tired of waiting
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| Fuzzed and fading
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| Fuzzed and fading
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| And if your planes gonna crash
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| Wipe the sleep of your eyelash
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| You look to the ceiling for some help
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| Youre in the clouds
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| Youre in the clouds
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| Youre everywhere you’re not allowed
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| You still paint the walls there beneath you
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| The ground can give you everything you need
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| (Repeat chorus |