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Well it started out
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Down a dirty road.
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Started out
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All alone.
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And the sun went down
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As I crossed the hill.
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And the town lit up,
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And the world got still.
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I'm learnin' to fly,
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But I ain't got wings.
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Comin' down
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is the hardest thing.
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Well the good ol' days
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May not return.
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And the rocks might melt,
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And the sea may burn.
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I'm learnin' to fly,
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But I ain't got wings.
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Comin' down
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Is the hardest thing.
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Well some say life
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Will beat you down,
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And break your heart,
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Steal your crown.
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So it started out
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For God-knows-where.
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I guess I'll know
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When I get there.
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I'm learning to fly
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Around the clouds.
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What goes up
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Must come down.
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I'm learnin to fly
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But I ain't got wings.
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Comin' down
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Is the hardest thing.
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I'm learnin' to fly
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Around the clouds.
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But what goes up
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Must come down.
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I'm learnin' to fly.
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I'm learnin' to fly.
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Learning to Fly
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| Tom Petty And The Heartbreaker |
