| Oh, it was white sand and deep blue waves
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| We were running up to shore
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| Sun glints on sparkling faces
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| I don’t feel or see anymore
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| I don’t feel or see anymore
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| To be young
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| To be young
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| We’re just leaves, leaves, floating on down the stream
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| My job, my house, my car, my whole social scene
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| So high are the stakes, every move we make
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| Sends us down, down, down in that stream
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| Here in the only life I know
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| Those summer days rush out like warm air from my lungs
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| That’s just the way the story goes
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| All I’ve learned I still wish I didn’t know
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| All I didn’t know, oh, when we were young
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| When I was young I told myself I’d keep my friends
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| They were good and I was true, didn’t need to end
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| Oh, how they’ve risen they fallen
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| Like the sun circles round
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| Guess I’ve done just as well as anyone
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| Hard to accept it, I’m just anyone
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| But here in this only life I know
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| Those summer days rush out like water from the lawn
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| It’s just the way the story goes
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| Stand in line now and talk about the day
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| When we were young
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| My conscious could’ve sunbathed
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| Every day in my bright blue mind
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| Now it’s crowded with guilt and purpose and
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| I just want it all aligned, I just want it all aligned
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| I just want it all aligned
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| Here in the only life I know
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| That’s just the way the story goes
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| And I’ll be damned, I’ll be damned
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| Here in the only life I know
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| Not taking orders I don’t know which way to go
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| It’s just the way the story goes
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| I’ll be damned if I’m to live it out alone
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| Here in the only life I know
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| With any waste of time it hits so close to home
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| It’s just the way the story goes
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| And I’ll be damned if I’m to live it out alone
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| I won’t live it out alone
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| Won’t live it out alone
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| We’re just leaves, leaves, floating on down the stream
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| My job, my house, my car, my whole social scene
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| So high are the stakes
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| So high are the stakes, every move we make
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| Sends us down, down, down in that stream
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| And one day, one day, one bright clear day
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| I think we all might just disappear
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| Sink on down in that river cold and clear, my dear
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| On down like leaves in an icy stream
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| On down like leaves to the bottom of an icy stream |