| Set out on foot past the normalcy of life
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| Road map, realization for something more
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| We all hear the knocking but rarely answer doors
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| Being complacent is our greatest weakness
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| There’s no reason to look for a way back
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| That’s where you’ll find your containment
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| Unfamiliar vacancy
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| Be sure to leave the lights on Like a moth compelled toward the flame
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| Nothing’s ever going to be the same
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| It’s a wonder why I’m standing here
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| Let me say goodbye, no more wasting time
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| I’ve made up my mind
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| There’s no reason to look for a way back
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| That’s where you’ll find your containment
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| Never feel you should follow
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| My footsteps in the sand
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| Never feel you should follow
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| My footsteps in the sand
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| Try release time
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| Never to follow
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| Try release time
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| Never to follow
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| Before I breathe my last breath
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| This is my last request
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| Take the time to write this down
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| I doubt I will be around
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| Like when the ones you loved aren’t around
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| You should shut your eyes
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| Cause the ones you lost can be found
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| If you shut your eyes
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| When the ones you loved aren’t around |
| You should shut your eyes
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| Cause the ones you lost can be found
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| If you shut your eyes
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| When the ones you loved aren’t around
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| You should shut your eyes
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| Cause the ones you lost can be found
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| If you shut your eyes |