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Anxious and worrFying, so you spend your whole life hurCrying, searching for something betFter than what you knew befCore and always knowFing you are yCou and yFou are going to even up the scoCre, Fis that what you're always fighting for? It's a long way back to a place once called hCome you left behind and it's a loFng night out with nothing much to sCay, and it's the thFings you hold in siCght that you drFeam less of every niCght Funtil you guess it never mattered aGnyway. And we've all got heaFrts and they keep beaCting and they keep telFling us what we should saCy and it's haFrd to listen anyCway but these daFys we are in tuCne with the way we loFve the afterCnoon as it faFdes slowly to a restful nigGht. EveryFthing is maCgic until iFt becomes rouCtine, in your bedFroom, on the roCad or in the cornFers of your dreCams, and I sure hoFpe we aren't just spinning our wheCels. Whatever hapFpens, I think yCou should know I'Fm just glad it feCels like anytFhing at all. G So don't push me doFwn, I don't go down eaCsy. And don't piFck me up just to see me be the boy you knCew. It's just the distFance between wCe and who we wiFsh that we could bCe don't seFem so far, I guess, as it did so long aGgo
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