Across the sunrise
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And covered by windows and blinds
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Away from wandering eyes as they struggle for something to see
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Hiding, don't want anybody to find them and try to deprive them
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Of all of those magical breaths that they breathe.
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Around the corner and up the elevator a floor
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Between the smoke and the movement she uses the music to see
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Hidden, but living and breathing, a lesson, a vision,
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if only they'd listen they'd see
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There'd be no more running away
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And no more missing that midnight train
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They go so much faster now days
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And good thing cause you need to be home before light
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It won't be easy at first but you'll have to get used to it sometime
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It's only for the rest of your life.
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We've come to help you decide
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How to spend the rest of your days and nights
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We understand that you've tried it before and it froze you alive
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And if you could have only been free you'd have listened to reason
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Before you had wasted our time
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Well it's going to be different this time
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There'll be no more running away
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No more missing that midnight train
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They go so much faster now days
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And good thing cause you need to be home before light
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It won't be easy at first but you'RE BOUND to get used to it sometime
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It's only for the rest of your life
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Only for the rest of your life
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No More Running Away
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| The Ben Taylor Band |
