| The road ahead looks clear and straight from far away
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| Closer in, the weeds and briars grow in the way
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| Sometimes pressing through the shadows, I find a little shade
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| Sometimes my heart is all I got, sometimes my heart gets in the way
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| One day I’ll never be lonely. |
| Oh yeah, it will really be something
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| Turn around and nothing will be in my way. |
| Maybe it’s today. |
| I don’t see
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| nothing in the way
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| I know there is a short cut here we all know how to take
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| But something way down in my bones gets in the way
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| In the reaches, in the wanting, somewhere beyond names —
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| Where that river sings with all good things, put me right in the way
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| One day, I’ll never be lonely. |
| Oh yeah, it will really be something
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| Turn around and nothing will be in my way. |
| Clear as day. |
| I don’t see nothing in
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| the way |