| Where I’m going is where you’re at
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| You got me drifting all through the night
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| Just to get
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| Get to you
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| Just to get
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| Get through to you
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| I can feel it in my bones, but there’s no word
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| I’m dragging by the feeling, it’s OK
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| But I make you a deal and meet halfway
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| I’ll make you a deal, way
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| And I feel like I fell off track
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| My horizon take, take me back
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| And the easy ears, welcome back
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| Won’t you come down on your high horse and crumble
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| And crumble
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| Some kind of backwards marriage
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| To have and to hold
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| But I’ve got the run the tight ship dear
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| and keep it under control
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| How can I learn the ropes
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| with you on my ear?
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| Stirring up the stolen one, the waters are clear
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| And I feel like I fell off track
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| My horizon take, take me back
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| And the easy ears, welcome back
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| Won’t you come down on your high horse and crumble?
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| And crumble
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| Black Harbor
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| Hold off your ends
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| Black Harbor
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| I’ve gone right where I’ve been
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| Black Harbor
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| Hold off your ends
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| Black Harbor
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| And I feel like I fell off track
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| My horizon take, take me back
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| And the easy ears, welcome back
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| Won’t you come down on your high horse and crumble?
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| And crumble |