| You and me we’re both the same.
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| Given a chance you’d wanna be free.
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| Aside from food and sleep,
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| I know we can find time to teach the old ways to the young,
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| And keep our story.
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| The sand feels like we’re walking on balloons.
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| The air is stairs, our eyes are bright.
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| You said I still feel queasy after you woke me up,
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| As our fire begins to roar,
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| «I cannot help this feeling, I’ve seen this all before,
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| but something’s different.»
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| «Tell me that you came for me!
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| Cuz I’ve been waiting for you.
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| Tell me you can hear what I’m saying.
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| Cuz it’s a long walk back to town,
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| And I’m a far cry from the old me»
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| I recall your sense of urgency,
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| When you heard of this place.
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| You knew neither crevice nor hole
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| could conceal you like you’d planned.
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| And you can paint your face here, any color you’d like.
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| Cuz there’s a divide between this world I found,
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| and the weariness of our old one.
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| «Tell me that you came for me!
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| Cuz I’ve been waiting for you.
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| Tell me you can hear what I’m saying.
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| Cuz it’s a long walk back to town,
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| And I’m a far cry from the old me"(2x)
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| «Tell me that you long for me,
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| That you share all of my troubles.
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| You get all the voices in my head are yelling!
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| And my friends can’t hear a thing,
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| and I’m a far cry from the old me.»
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| Your secret’s safe with me. |