| I tried going against my own soul's warning
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| But in the end, something just didn't feel right
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| Oh I tried diving even though the sky was storming
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| I just wanted to get back to where you are
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| If you could see through the banner of the sun
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| Into eternity's eyes
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| Like a vision reaching down to you
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| Would you turn away?
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| What if it knew you by your name?
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| What kind of words would cut
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| Through the clutter of the whirlwinds of these days?
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| I tried going against my own soul's warning
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| And in the end, something just didn't feel right
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| Oh I tried diving, even though the sky was storming
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| Thunderheads were forming
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| But man I thought I could fly
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| And when I hit the ground
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| It made a messed up sound
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| And it kept on rattling through my days
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| And cutting up my nights
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| Like a goddamned knife
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| And it got me thinking, no matter how far
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| That I just wanted to get back to where you are
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| I tried going against my own soul's warning
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| But in the end, something just didn't feel right
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| Oh I tried running from the memory and the mourning
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| But the penalty kept on pouring
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| And now I think I know why
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| 'Cause when I hit the ground
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| It made a messed up sound
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| And it kept on rattling through my days
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| And cutting up my nights
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| Like a goddamned knife
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| And it got me thinking, no matter how far
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| I just wanted to get back to where you are |