| She loves travel
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| Her heart flows… where she chose
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| With a routine
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| Quickly pack the bags, and let’s go
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| In and out of hotels
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| Travel light and propel
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| From one spot to next spot
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| She did so well…
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| Never really got attached to any one place
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| …More about the quantity
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| Addicted to the pace
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| Til one day…
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| An unexpected stay…
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| In a place she kept secret
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| So I’d rather not say
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| Just know.
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| A feeling resonated in her chest so.
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| Strong that she didn’t feel like she could move on
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| But still, the plane ticket had a time on it
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| She was used to only doing what her mind wanted
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| Though her spirit started to speak
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| She wouldn’t let it peak
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| To the point where it would shuffle her agenda for the week
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| But sitting on the plane to leave simply felt wrong
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| Looking out the window with her face forlorn…
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| Long long long long long… long long way to go…
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| Liftoff
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| Takeoff
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| Always on schedule
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| Disregard silly words your gut keeps telling you
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| Inner dialogue
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| As she rides through the fog
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| Up and through the clouds
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| Then descent
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| Touch down
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| Now on the ground
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| Speeding to a meeting
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| To tell you all the truth
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| She’s aloof in the proceedings
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| Couldn’t shake this feeling that she didn’t belong
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| Now the music getting louder
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| Heart singing that song
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| Longing…
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| For this place she barely knew
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| Life offers so many paths
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| For you to choose
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| Sometimes though, we’re not meant to know
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| But she listened to her inner voice
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| It’s telling her «go»
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| She rose from the table
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| Thanked the whole staff
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| Chuckled under her breath to stop a full laugh
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| Thank you all for coming out, but I’ve gotta go
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| Please direct all your requests to so & so
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| Same bags, same tags, same short
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| Notice
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| She left to embark on a quest with
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| One focus
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| To unearth…
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| This possible rebirth
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| The fulfillment of understanding her purpose on earth
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| No time to waste
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| She’s hopping on a flight
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| The only way to make her and her fate unite
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| She’s living through passion
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| Life on a whim
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| Ascending through the night
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| Now the journey begins
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| Taken to the edge, don’t hold back, just jump ahead
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| Choosing her name, naming herself, whether she knows or not gotta go every
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| moment
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| Long long way to go, got a long long way to go
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| Choosing her name, naming herself, whether she knows or not gotta go every
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| moment
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| Finally she lands in this brand new land
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| Luggage in tow
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| With her heart in her hand
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| She walk upon foreign soil once again
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| But this time with every intent of staying
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| Made calls to family
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| Called some friends
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| They didn’t understand
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| No, they couldn’t comprehend
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| A couple people even told her that she’s crazy
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| Thinking to herself on the low, «Well maybe…»
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| Nevertheless, the quest must go on
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| Doubts in her mind, she refused to prolong
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| Never known to be thin skinned
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| She looked within
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| And let her exploration begin
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| Discovery of many semi unturned stones
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| From times she had visions of life with lush tones
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| Envisioned herself before the pressures of the world
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| Had a convo with that little bright eyed girl
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| Those old ambitions
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| Were so enriching
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| They gave a new purpose to life
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| A new rhythm
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| She walked with a bop
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| As she went to see spots
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| That moved her with pure beauty
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| She channelled more thoughts
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| Her heart flourished
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| And art nourished her soul
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| Her creations shed a light upon the people she showed
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| The love radiated
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| Satiating the community
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| Causing this to circulate a bliss quite beautifully
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| Suitably spawned
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| By feelings of calm
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| That were anchored by an overwhelming sense she belonged
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| All along she thought she simply had a flair
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| For venturing around the globe until she came here
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| Now she realizes that the furious pace
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| Was her spirit seeking a feeling
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| An energy
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| A place
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| A hundred thousand miles just to reach one zone
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| Her luggage is unpacked
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| She’s finally at home
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| Oh… long long way to go…
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| Taken to the edge, don’t hold back, just jump ahead
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| Choosing her name, naming herself, whether she knows or not gotta go every
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| moment… |