| We used to fly around the world in a cardboard box
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| Now you’re waiting for the bus trying to fit in with the flock
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| Different socks, on one hand you’ve got a wild imagination
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| And on the other, is man against the clock
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| It never stops, we used to look up at the clouds
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| And see shapes now the only thing we see in 'em is rain, it’s not the same
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| Cause after all the giant dragons disappeared
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| The only battle left to fight was with your chains, cut 'em loose
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| I liked it better when our dreams were real
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| We respected what it was to feel
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| Nobody ever put a limit on the things that that made the littlest of kings
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| Seem strong enough to cut through steel, grip the wheel
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| It’s a windy little road you paved
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| It’s a shame you had to lose that light
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| Cause if it wasn’t for the blanket fort walls and the bumps in the night
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| You’d be nothing but a string without a kite
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| You’re not the astronaut you used to be
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| Ain’t it shame that you couldn’t keep the starlight in your eyes?
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| You’re not the hero that you used to be
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| Fading away until you’re falling out the sky
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| We used to sail around the world in a porcelain tub
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| Now we fill it to the brim and try to wash away the mud, it isn’t us
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| In one world you got a wide-eyed adventure in the other
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| Is a person giving up, it never jumps
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| We used to play connect the dots with the stars
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| Now we try to make a connection in bars, it’s getting hard
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| Cause after every little planet’s been exploded
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| It’s impossible to find out where you are, I take it home
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| I miss the feeling of a brand-new start
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| What it meant to be a child at heart
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| No matter how it was explained it always felt like if
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| I wanted to I could’ve built a city in my own backyard, disembark
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| You don’t have to be a kid to believe or see potential in a pile of leaves
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| If it wasn’t for them deep sea dives
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| Or the whisper from the trees you’d be
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| Nothing but a want without a need
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| You’re not the astronaut you used to be
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| Ain’t it shame that you couldn’t keep the starlight in your eyes?
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| You’re not the hero that you used to be
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| Fading away until you’re falling out the sky
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| I remember you were stuck in a half-empty cup
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| You studied the sun like it was meant to touch, got to clutch
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| It’s not enough to escape like the duck’s
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| Cause they always come back to the muck
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| Struggle from a brush with luck so we could judge your guts like
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| «You still on that such and such?»
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| They can cut the budget but the puppet struts
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| On two crutches over drums that rush like busted nuts
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| It’s too much now, you want to strike like
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| The light without the thunder, wonder whatcha doing uptown
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| You delivering nothing but love
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| But can’t seem to catch a dream when fishing from up above
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| I don’t believe that there’s a bad bet
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| Cause everybody’s gonna breathe that last breath
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| But the things you write, got wings for life
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| It’s the freedom flight, that’s how we sleep at night
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| You’re not the astronaut you used to be
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| Ain’t it shame that you couldn’t keep the starlight in your eyes?
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| You’re not the hero that you used to be
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| Fading away until you’re falling out the sky |