| Song in my mind keeps me right it seems I
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| I’ve worn through the soles of my
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| The soles of my boots take a beating, a beating I’ve known
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| I’ve know days into weeks into years I’ve run
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| Seattle to Austin the Apple and on
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| So on with the boots and on with the soul
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| And on with the people and on with the show…
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| I wanna sing, sing my song
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| I wanna feel alive, Cause I wanna sing my song
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| I’ve waited so long
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| Can you see in my stance it seems I
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| I’ve awakened the ghost of my
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| The ghost in my mind and I’m guessing, guessing who’ll show
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| In hours in minutes in seconds so close
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| So close to the beating the chanting the roar
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| So on with my boots and on with my soul
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| And on with the lights and on with the show…
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| I wanna sing, sing my song
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| I wanna feel alive, Cause I wanna sing my song
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| I’ve waited so long
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| I’m barely breathing still I
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| Step to the stage heart beating
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| The lights descend upon me
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| I take my place and I am song
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| I wanna sing, I wanna sing my song
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| All these songs in my mind keep me right seems I’ve
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| Worn through the soles of my
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| Yes the soles of my boots take a beating, a beating I’ve known
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| Oh it’s on with boots and on with the soul
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| And on with you people and on with the show
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| I wanna sing, sing my song
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| I wana feel alive, I wanna feel alive, I wanna feel alive
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| I wanna sing my song |