| Into your pocket where I’ll haunt myself forever
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| All of the paths that have led here now overgrow
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| Paper planes hover 'round my window
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| Oh
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| What’s the day?
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| Oh, what’s the hour?
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| Sip on dreams I don’t recollect now, oh
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| Not at all, not at all (Not at all)
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| Tidal waves rip through the breezeway
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| A year once new now far behind me
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| Making a few more wishes come true
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| Why don’t you and I unbraid
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| Take some time today
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| 'Til the memories fade away
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| And now all of the songs that we’ve crewed
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| Slowly stretch themselves out of tune
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| Exhausted from the brawl, my top spinning to a fall
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| Looking up words, I misspell them all
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| Yeah!
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| Early evening
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| A well loved pillow
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| Time to wake up and shake and billow
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| A wish list from the child I have become (I've become)
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| Tidal waves-a-roar high above me
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| Onward the dark glow, colored lightly
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| By the sight of a dripping sun
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| Why don’t you and I unbraid
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| Take some time today
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| 'Til the memories fade away |