| Lay down your head and drift
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| Dream to close the rift between the world and your heart
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| And float away on pleasant thoughts
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| Far away from things that haunt and
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| Fee to the bleakness you see all around
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| And run away now to the place, to the bliss
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| That you created to escape
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| It’s early autumn where you are
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| The air is cool, but not yet cold
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| The sun is sinking and the skyline glows
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| While you’re waiting for the stars
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| You’d rather spend all of your time in your head
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| «Why can’t I just stay here instead?», you say
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| «No one’s gonna miss me back where I’m from anyway.»
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| I wish that I could take all your bottled pain
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| And hold it down inside me. |
| Hope, you just lost your hope
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| I know that where you are now is where you wanted to be
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| Goodbye. |
| Now you don’t have to close your eyes to feel alive
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| I know you’re smiling down at me
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| It’s early autumn where you are
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| The air is cool, but not yet cold
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| The sun is sinking and the skyline glows
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| While you’re waiting for the stars |