| She woke up with the pieces following her
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| Call out, Call out
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| Here comes the winter, fires are burning
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| Call out loud
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| Everyone’s got places to go
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| Call out, call out
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| Running from what they already know
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| Call out loud
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| She’s got a pick up truck
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| Sleeps in the back when she gets stuck
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| She’s looking for a home
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| A place in her heart where she can go
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| Graduation, life has begun
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| Call out, call out
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| That door is closing, they’ve left you to run
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| Call out loud
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| Time has meaning if you want it to
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| Call out, call out
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| It carries a question, what will you do?
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| Call out loud
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| You got your one way street
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| You kept your first heart beat
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| You watched the sun go down
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| You felt the earth spin round
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| You got your reasons sin
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| You got your unborn kin
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| You got the forest floor
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| You got the ocean roar
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| Frosty sunshine mornings first blink
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| Call out, call out
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| Wake me fast so I don’t think
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| Call out loud
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| The town just woke up and we’re on the brink
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| Call out, call out
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| If we’re all dying what makes us distinct?
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| Call out loud
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| She’s got a pick up truck
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| Sleeps in the back when she gets stuck
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| She’s looking for a home
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| A place in her heart where she can go |