| Say hello to the blue side hanging around
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| Didn’t think it mattered, just force of habit
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| With room to roam, the wayside heals all that’s wrong
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| Didn’t think it mattered, now the writing’s on the wall
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| Been sidetracked blind
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| Different point of view from far away
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| Sidetracked blind, strung out
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| Just living between the lines
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| The blues have shown and kidnapped your heart away
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| Didn’t think it would happen, now I know you better
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| With ground to gain, the soapbox stairs bar the way
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| Safeguards to sacrifice for a clear resolution
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| Been sidetracked blind
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| Different point of view from far away
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| Sidetracked blind, strung out relations
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| Take the fifth ask questions arrive no sign of evolution
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| From the hole in the wall inside
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| Not even the cool winds wipping through this town
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| Would ever be enough to tear the world down
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| With limits unknown, the time to spare for a spare idea
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| The pull to wonder is pulling out of here
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| Been sidetracked blind
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| Different point of view from far away
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| Sidetracked blind, strung out
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| Just living between the lines |