| Headlong into the dark
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| We listen closely to find our calling
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| Each new day urges us to find a way to separate
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| Don’t let your vagabond shoes carry you too far away
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| The road is unending
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| Our paths will converge again
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| I hope this letter I’m sending, finds you out
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| It’s been said
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| That the pen is mightier than the sword
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| And closures my weapon of choice
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| So beware of the miles that lie between
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| Sincerely
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| From Jersey
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| How have you been, it’s been so long
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| Hope your daily grinds not too much to bear
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| So here we are
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| Who would’ve thought it?
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| It’s like millions of miles away, from you
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| The road is unending
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| Our paths will converge again
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| I hope this letter I’m sending, finds you out
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| It’s been said
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| That the pen is mightier than the sword
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| And closures my weapon of choice
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| So beware of the miles that lie between
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| Sincerely
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| From Jersey
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| Recounting, faded memories
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| Gives you for them in my mind
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| When I was out there, reaching for my dreams
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| I kept you with me all the time
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| You were with me all the time
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| It’s been said
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| That the pen is mightier than the sword
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| And closures my weapon of choice
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| So beware of the miles that lie between
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| Sincerely
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| From Jersey |