| I wander hopelessly, trying to think about me
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| But I’m trying to forget the things that dwell on me
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| Sitting on a horse to the wind and sit in my comfortable tree
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| Mesmerized by the beautiful sky, sit thinking where I wanna be
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| I’m gonna sleep with the peaceful moon again
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| Until the sun bleeds through my eyes
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| I’m gonna wait until the morning comes
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| To wipe the sleep out from eyes, yeah
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| And not a soul to be heard a sound so sweet
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| The pin hit the ground, I feel the my feet
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| Catch a falling leaf from its journey to the ground
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| I think I found my saving grace, dead silence all around
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| I’m gonna sleep with the peaceful moon again
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| Until the sun bleeds through my eyes
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| I’m gonna wait until the morning comes
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| To wipe the sleep out from eyes
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| I sit and dream, I lie and wait
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| I see how long it takes to the level might fade
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| I grab all the that you can hold and just follow the tree home
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| They’re saying that I’m picking up fares, my dreams will purvey on
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| I’m gonna sleep with the peaceful moon again
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| Until the sun bleeds through my eyes
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| I’m gonna wait until the morning comes
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| To wipe the sleep out from eyes |