| You woke me up slowly and the ride went up.
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| My brain was lost behind my hair.
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| Yesterday I was twenty, today I am halfway through.
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| Like a hurricane, time flies by.
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| I stood there waiting for the wrong platform.
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| I missed the train time and time again.
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| With my feet to the north and my thoughts to the south.
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| Changing languages is what I need
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| Here is the road that calls,
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| which I have to take to feel good.
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| Here is the road that calls.
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| I see it in front of me, and I have no choice.
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| I spin my globe and point anxiously,
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| in all places my shoes have worn.
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| I dream of the time I want back.
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| And I can still feel how they taste.
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| But no matter how far I travel, there is only one path,
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| for my bleeding heart and my own war.
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| I'm here for a new perspective,
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| when someone else is fighting for their life.
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| Here is the road that calls,
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| which I have to take to feel good.
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| Here is the road that calls.
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| I see it in front of me, and I have no choice.
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| It's easy to forget what you have.
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| It takes something to take new steps.
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| Are you going to admit what you did or did not do?
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| There is no oracle, there are no answers,
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| but the will has awakened now I come.
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| Here is the road that calls,
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| which I have to take to feel good.
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| Here is the road that calls.
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| I see it in front of me, and I have no choice. |