| I was in a hurry, I hit the road young
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| I wasn’t going anywhere, I just had to run
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| I said I am certain in what I know
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| I thought the branches waving made the wind blow
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| I built a castle from stones that I found along the way from the walls my
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| colours flew
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| I screamed out what I’ve made is mine, but it wasn’t really true
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| I’m passing through
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| I’m only passing through
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| We’re in a quiet nighttime cafe on the roads heading east
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| We are a rich man, poor man, beggar-man, thief
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| Over in the corner the machines play themselves
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| Outside is empty all fogbound roads
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| The woman serving coffee has a tired-out smile and a kid back at home
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| And all these decisions we make along the way, we just fall into
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| We’re passing through
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| We’re passing through
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| By moonlit pools we fashioned ourselves from pieces of bone
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| We climbed high in the mountains and carved our names deep in the stone
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| It will all be gone, weathered away
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| Back to where we came from
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| There’s nothing to lose, nothing to lose
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| There’s nothing to lose, no, nothing to lose
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| Look up to the sky (nothing to lose)
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| Look up to the heavens (nothing to lose)
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| It’s easy to imagine (nothing to lose)
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| That that’s where we’re heading (nothing to lose)
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| I was in a hurry, I hit the road young
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| I wasn’t going anywhere, I just had to run
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| And I grasped it all like a child for something to hold onto
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| Like once I believed that the waves moved the water, now I know it isn’t true
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| They’re passing through
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| They’re passing through
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| With nothing to lose, nothing to lose
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| And so what happened made a mockery of everything you thought you knew
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| The children that were part of you, they were only passing through
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| Winds will change direction, grace and light will once again fall on you
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| It will be over soon
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| It will be over soon |