| But the distance between the earth and our feet was the only thing never to
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| change.
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| But it opened our eyes to something they missed.
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| Something they put away back on the shelf.
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| They can’t see it through the immaculate dress, so they sing like a stranger
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| instead of the one they call home.
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| We can’t believe in everything we hear. |
| Diamonds by association don’t count.
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| I am NOT saying we’ve got it all figured out but why accept silver when you’re
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| given gold. |
| What good is just one wing?
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| Stuck in your ways, tossed about by the sea. |
| Waving around your gun that you’ll
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| never shoot.
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| Waste not life’s grace and don’t assume that we are all the same.
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| Stand up turn and draw.
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| I am not them, we are not them, they are not us and we don’t relate.
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| We are as much the same as lungs to the sea.
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| Please don’t confuse the heart, behind the name.
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| Putting their voices on top of the crowd so that everyone hears they are mighty
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| and great.
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| Maybe I broken and maybe I am shaking, but at least I say what I say.
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| I confess, we were bored from your ways.
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| We grew bored from your ways. |
| We want more.
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| We can’t step away from the ocean just because the waves are thick. |
| Oh we press. |