| There was a time
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| When hearts were young, and so was I
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| Adore the past before it all came down
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| When odds were always on the rise
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| When we wouldn’t have it any other way, but
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| We could always run
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| We could always fight, and we could fight it
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| There was always room
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| Just some of it was true, and it reminded
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| An always-open door
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| Always on the run, it was exciting
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| And now the walls are bare
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| Now we really care, and now we’re trying
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| To remember life there
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| One hand lover’s secret levels
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| I’ll find out what it meant for me to be
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| Even if you can see the way
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| You won’t ever lead me
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| There was a time
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| When bonds were strong, but so was I
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| Before the cracks, before the end, but take time
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| When I was always on the rise
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| But we couldn’t have it any other way, so
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| We would strategize
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| We would sometimes lie, and we quit trying
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| Gonna find a room
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| Gonna see you soon, and you don’t mind it
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| What happened here
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| One hand lover’s secret levels
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| I’ll find out what it meant for me to be
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| Even if you can see the way
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| You won’t ever lead me back again |