| Charcoal paintings on the wall that night
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| We were waiting for the bright lights
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| And now I may’ve stole a dream
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| Sitting by the bushes talking about our lives
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| There’s a future always unseen
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| And now I never seize what comes
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| Turn around and face a front, the world we live is not too blunt to call our
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| souls our feelings
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| What we said and what we’ve done is in the past, turn around forget about,
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| just keep dreaming
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| We don’t wanna go home, we don’t wanna spend our lives in a wasteland breaking
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| our feelings
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| We don’t wanna go home, we don’t wanna spend our lives in a wasteland breaking
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| our feelings
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| And the rain falls down, yeah yeah yeah yeah
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| And the rain falls down
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| Everything we say and do; |
| it’s okay for me if it’s okay for you
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| And we watch the rise and fall. |
| Said in the end we’ll have it all
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| Yeah, we’ll have it
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| Yeah, we’ll have it
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| Yeah, we’ll have it
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| Yeah, we’ll have it all
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| Turn around and face a front, the world we live is not too blunt to call our
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| souls our feelings
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| What we said and what we’ve done is in the past, turn around forget about,
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| just keep dreaming
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| We don’t wanna go home, we don’t wanna spend our lives in a wasteland breaking
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| our feelings
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| We don’t wanna go home, we don’t wanna spend our lives in a wasteland breaking
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| our feelings
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| And the rain falls down, yeah yeah yeah yeah
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| And the rain falls down, yeah yeah yeah yeah
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| Turn around and face a front, the world we live is not too blunt to call our
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| souls our feelings
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| What we said and what we’ve done is in the past, turn around forget about,
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| just keep dreaming |