| Coming up from the shelter
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| Rolling out on your own
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| We’re rising out of the shadows
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| A lot of highway to go
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| And if you had to drop it would you
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| Break it up make it stop could you
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| Or would the bottom tear a hole in your soul
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| Cause if you wanna to raise the ceiling
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| Gotta do something you’ve been feeling
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| Cause if you wait too long the door’s gonna close, whoa
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| How high, how high, how high
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| Do you wanna fly
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| So high, so high, thought I died
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| And came back to life
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| In a break away minute
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| You’ve got to dig in or fight
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| Are you in it to win this
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| Not just along for the easy ride, ohh
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| If in the morning you see rain
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| Let it baptize you again
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| Don’t lose your faith
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| Don’t lose your place
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| You choose your way, whoa
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| How high, how high, how high
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| Do you wanna fly
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| So high, so high, thought I died
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| And came back to life
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| How high
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| How high
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| Whoa
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| How high, how high, how high
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| Do you wanna fly
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| So high, so high, thought I died
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| And came back to life
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| How high, how high, how high
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| Do you wanna fly
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| How high, how high, how high
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| Do you wanna fly, whoa |