| I done been around the world in my sleep
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| Relief in these dreams, I leap without making a peep
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| And now they try to find me likely in the stars
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| With the clouds behind me
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| Taking a breath without losing a step
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| On my pivot in Bolivia embracing the depths
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| Of my mind and the waves of eventual faze
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| By the lapse of time, they steady fading away
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| So I escape to Brazil, sharpening the skills
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| Writing rhymes on the hills, mamacita wanna chill, okay!
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| I was never content with staying local
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| It’s a whole world out there, gotta broaden your focal
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| ‘cause life will drive you postal if you let her
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| Here’s a postcard from Alaska, I got a sweater that my aunt made
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| It’s kinda cool, I admit it
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| Bags packed with my heart on my sleeve, the dreams wit' it
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| Might be on that midnight train in Japan
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| Talkin' ‘bout anime with a couple of fans
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| Next stop the Netherlands then the Amsterdam canals
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| Text me or smile, I’ll be back in a while
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| Pros and the cons, I factored in
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| I been all over the world, now I’m back again
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| Can’t forget about dreams, I done packed ‘em in
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| My backpack same question they ask again like
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| Where in the world is Sky? |
| (Where you at, Blew?)
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| Where in the world is Sky? |
| (Where you at, Blew?)
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| Where in the world is Sky? |
| (Where you at, Blew?)
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| Where in the world is SkyBlew?
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| Ain’t no telling like stop snitching
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| Where I’ll end up next but I know that the clock’s ticking
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| So I gotta see it all, posted up at The Great Wall
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| Then I climb the mountains in Nepal
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| Admiring the beauty of its architecture
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| Without the fear of flying, God said, ‘I'll protect ya'
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| While swimming the Great Barrier Reef in Australia
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| Then it’s for the, I’ll mail ya
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| When I get a chance but I’m slow dancing with my queen in the Philippines while
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| Moonlight gleams on her essence
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| Counting my blessings in Norway
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| Forget about the trolls, I’ma stroll heaven’s doorway
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| The Northern Lights guide me
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| Reminds me of the vision when I write, the colors come in variety
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| Practicing sobriety so Jamaica I pass, still high off life
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| It’s whistling
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| Pros and the cons, I factored in
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| I been all over the world, now I’m back again
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| Can’t forget about dreams, I done packed ‘em in
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| My backpack same question they ask again like
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| Where in the world is Sky? |
| (Where you at, Blew?)
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| Where in the world is Sky? |
| (Where you at, Blew?)
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| Where in the world is Sky? |
| (Where you at, Blew?)
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| Where in the world is SkyBlew?
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| I get around like that again
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| I get around like, I get around like
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| I get around like that again
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| I get around like, I get around like
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| I get around like that again
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| I get around like, I get around like
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| I get around like that again
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| I get around like, I get around like
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| They ask so I tell ‘em
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| I said rebel ‘em, it’s resting in Uganda
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| This African American you can trail him to the Nile River
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| With Scottie Royal expanding our current thoughts to deliver
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| A masterpiece
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| From here to Italy, coasting on Sicily
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| Not heavy dependent on diddly diddly, riddle me
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| In China eating ramen, thinking of Carolina
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| Clouds on my memory serving as reminders of cherished moments
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| Try my best not to forsake
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| Yet a wise man told me in New Zealand home is where you make it
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| Don’t take it as a grain of salt
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| If you don’t explore what life has to offer, that’s your fault
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| Not his or hers, a dream deferred
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| It’s what we allowed to be disturbed
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| You heard it from me, no excuses, pursue the allure
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| ‘cause there’s a whole world to explore
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| Pros and the cons, I factored in
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| I been all over the world, now I’m back again
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| Can’t forget about dreams, I done packed ‘em in
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| My backpack same question they ask again like
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| Where in the world is Sky? |
| (Where you at, Blew?)
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| Where in the world is Sky? |
| (Where you at, Blew?)
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| Where in the world is Sky? |
| (Where you at, Blew?)
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| Where in the world is SkyBlew?
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| Bumping Sugar Ray, 14:59, track five
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| Feeling like a great time to be alive
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| Bumping Sugar Ray, 14:59, track two
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| Feeling like a great time to be Blew
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| Bumping Sugar Ray, 14:59, track five
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| Feeling like a great time to be alive
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| Bumping Sugar Ray, 14:59, track two
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| Feeling like a great time to be, who? |