| I stand up,
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| I smile back.
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| A textbook maniac,
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| I sometimes feel like that walking through Dallas, sky scraping,
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| Where deep down I’m in a forest and running
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| To get away from you to
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| Protect my mind, because my mind is at best, relentless.
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| White keys and hammers and black keys for hours.
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| Melodic, cathartic beauty until I see myself
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| Because this upright is polished,
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| I’ll sand down its finish
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| To get away from me to
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| Protect my mind, because my mind is at best, relentless.
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| It’s at best, relentless.
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| Come on, come on
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| Let it rain, let it rain
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| Are we not the same?
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| Are you not this way at all?
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| Come on, come on
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| Let it rain, let it rain
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| With the pain in frame
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| Let the sea of grace enthrall.
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| Swimming around and around
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| You might get dizzy, but won’t fall.
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| Renew and protect my mind,
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| Because my mind
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| Is at best, relentless.
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| It’s at best, relentless. |