| Before a wall, before a window
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| Before an image of a fallen tree
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| Without a cause, with all the pain
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| I cut the tethers that were holding me
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| Oh, I’m looking for a new direction
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| Oh, I’m looking for another way
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| Oh, I’m looking for a new direction
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| And all the battle lines are so far away
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| Before the fall, before the metals
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| Before the vision of a boat at sea
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| Without a doubt, or a hesitation
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| I’m heading off into another dream
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| Oh, I’m looking for a new direction
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| Oh, I’m looking for another way
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| Oh, I’m looking for a new direction
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| And all the battle lines are so far away
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| The other word, the other figure
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| Beyond the shadow of another day
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| Without a sound, or reservations
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| I’m leaving now to find a better way
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| Oh, I’m looking for a new direction
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| Oh, I’m looking for another way
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| Oh, I’m looking for a new direction
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| And all the battle lines are so far away
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| Oh, I’m looking for a new direction
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| Oh, I’m hoping I can find a way
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| Oh, I’m looking for a new direction
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| All the battle lines are so far away |