| It’s not the place that I grew up in
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| It’s not the body I was born with
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| They’re not the trees that I once played in
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| That now surround us, us in a prison
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| Every bird was born with feathers
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| Every wing was shaped to fly
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| We spin around 'til we stop all motion
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| Let the heart move 'til the earth can touch the sky
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| In my hunger deep in my bones
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| In a thousand deserted homes
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| Any time that you feel alone
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| I will find you where you are
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| Go where you are
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| In a garden behind the wall
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| Spinning coins and I watch them fall
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| Though I’ve lost all the wherewithal
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| I will find you where you are
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| Go where you are
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| I sing like the earth as you dance on my skin
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| Then memories release the future
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| So this living can begin
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| Not in the ship that charts the heavens
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| Not in the words that fall like hail stones
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| Not in the light you disappear in
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| I’ll be the mirror you can see through
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| Every bird was born with feathers
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| Every wing was shaped to fly
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| We spin around 'til we stop all motion
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| Let the heart move until the earth can touch the sky
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| In all the lines that churned your face
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| In a stretch that can open space
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| Any place that you leave a trace
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| I will find you where you are
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| Go where you are
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| In a city inside the wall
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| Where you watched all the embers fall
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| Though we’ve lost all the wherewithal
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| I will found you where you are
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| Go where you build this nest with lot of feathers
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| Build a world to bring back life
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| Build the place that holds the future
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| Can hold the future
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| For all who come when we are gone
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| When we are gone |